I wrote this poem after watching the movie ‘Red Tails’ which is about the Tuskegee Airman, a group of African American Fighter Pilots who flew during World War Two; the film inspired me to write this poem. I truly hope I’ve done their legacy justice. This is…

We Fight… We Fight… We Fight…
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

From the moment the engine cranks, to the taxi onto the runway, they we’re faced with the challenge of succeeding in a world designed for them to fail.

From the moment that first mighty breeze lifted their wings into the atmosphere of uncertainty: to the time they flew in the face of discrimination, disrespect, & segregation.

From the moment of calm before the first shots are fired, to the pounding of the heart when they recorded their first kills; They fought… They fought… They fought….

They fought for respect, they fought for love, they fought for their families & friendships: but most of all they fought for their Country…
…They fought for us.

“From the last plane, to the last bullet, to the last man, WE FIGHT, we fight! WE FIGHT we fight! WE FIGHT!”

A Leap of faith is a poem I wrote with the intent of painting the picture of actually stepping out of your comfort zone too reach for what your believing for, trusting that when you step off the ledge, you will not fall. This is…

A Leap of Faith
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

Darkness surrounds behind closed eye’s. I’m standing at the edge commanding the light to come. Girding myself up in the garments of courage, the mark of a Son, I run, & run, & run until all is still…. I feel the release from all that oppressed me: all that held me back binding my footsteps to the wrong track. But here I have no fear, no doubt, nor unbelief; I’m free to extend my wings: I’m free to reach beyond the impossible. Disregarding the bitter seeds that where sown in a young heart; I’m finally starting too live the life I dream. I’m far above the storm clouds, looking down at the fears I once halted at.

My footsteps make their imprint in the clouds, I number them one through nine, on my way too ten I drop the weights that where rooted with-in, Looking up, I see the Star’s beckoning me to ascend; Then I’m hit with ray’s of hope shooting from a freshly risen sun. I take one breath shaking off any reasonable doubt, harnessing the strength of the wind, releasing the desires given I shout, “I CAN FLY”; there’s no fear of falling, just a serene peace I’ve sought since the day I was released from the spell of the beast. I now fly amongst angels, holding conversations with constellations, and it only took one extraordinary leap….