God's Broken Lil' Baby. E. Jay Ford

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      God's Broken Lil' Baby

      E. Jay Ford

      Copyright © 2019 E. Jay Ford

      All rights reserved

      First Edition

      NEWMAN SPRINGS PUBLISHING

      320 Broad Street

      Red Bank, NJ 07701

      First originally published by Newman Springs Publishing 2019

      ISBN 978-1-64531-675-6 (Paperback)

      ISBN 978-1-64531-676-3 (Digital)

      Printed in the United States of America

      Table of Contents

       Chapter 23

       Chapter 8

       Chapter 19

       Chapter 44

       Chapter 17

       Chapter 10

       Chapter 15

       Chapter 20

       Chapter 9

       Chapter 18

       Chapter 35

       Chapter 27

       Chapter 45

       Chapter 30

       Chapter 21

       Chapter 11

       Chapter 31

       Chapter 41

       Chapter 13

       Chapter 33

       Chapter 12

       Chapter 34

       Chapter 40

       Chapter 22

       Chapter 14

       Chapter 25

       Chapter 36

       Chapter 28

       Chapter 18

       Chapter 37

       Chapter 16

       Chapter 29

       Chapter 38

       Chapter 24

       Chapter 42

       Chapter 26

       Chapter 39

       Epilogue

      To my mommy. She was my everything. When she left me, I felt like nothing. It took me a long time to learn to live with her death. I thank her for all she taught me. I thank her for my struggles because they made me strong. I love you, Mommy. To my husband, Jerome, who puts up with my madness. Thank you for honoring our vows and being by my side. You are my life, and I appreciate you more and more every day. To my children, Jerrikka, Jeffery Jr. and Jordan, who are the beginning and end of me. I gave you life, and in return you gave me life. I love you three monsters. To my grandson, Mason, the world revolves around him if you let me tell it. To my siblings, Angie, Lil Guy, Jennon, Patrick Jon, and Brian. Lifelong best friends and my backbone. Life doesn’t exist without you. To my Aunt Mae, Uncle Roger, and cousin Robin—at my weakest, you were my strength. I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for you. To my Fab Five, thank you for being my lifelines to hope, faith, and love. To my goddaughter, Takia, who has never turned her back on me ever no matter what anybody said about me. Thank you, baby, for being my rock. To all my family and friends who walked with me through this process. I appreciate your support. This book is the first of many I plan to write. Thank you for the push to finally become what I wanted to be when I grew up.

      P

      relude Introducing Me

      My soul

      Tears Flow from the Heart of a Ghetto Child

      No one knows what it’s like unless you are there.

      Teachers and politicians preaching about it getting better, but they don’t care.

      Things have happened in my life of which I had no control.

      Could never see myself being released from the ghetto’s hold.

      Transformation from girl to woman was not even close to being easy.

      Conditions in which I lived in were depressing and displeasing.

      As a child of the ghetto, you learn harsh realities early in life.

      So you hold on to your family with all our might.

      We have had some good times, but they never seeded to last very long.

      As an adult, I write this poetry of my ghetto trials,

      only to hope someone’s listening to the tears flow from the heart of a ghetto child.

      Life is not even close to what you perceive it to be. What you think you know is not even in the same universe of reality. It’s even worse when you grow up broke and


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