For 9 Months

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I wrote this poem for my mother. Christmas 2003.

Submitted: September 19, 2015

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For 9 Months

She housed me within the walls of her placenta

And although I have no memories of that dwelling

It’s the comfort I remember

At the age of 17 bearing her 1st seed

She would lay the roadmap to

Her Own Family Tree

Passing onto us her own natural divinity

She made us understand the true meaning of Manifest Destiny

She made us see what comes first through

The Knowledge of Self, Diligence and hard work

And anytime we’d forget she’d put wood to our ass

Because she knew the pain would be temporary

But the impression would last

Always telling us never follow the masses

Because the consequences of such actions

would only bring disasters

And I remember the joy on her face

When she paid for my Fat Boy Gazelle glasses

And as I got older she’d say it’s better to let go of the past

Just open your heart to the future but don’t let it blind you

And beware of selfish lovers because

That kind of love can only bind you

And I recall one time feeling unloved

I slipped & called her bitch & the tears

That filled her eyes when my tongue stung

Like a slave master’s whip

Too young to understand the word’s relevance

And ever since

I have striven to understand the definition of true love

The sacrifice of having a bite

Only after your children eat

Crying yourself to sleep because you can’t afford a bed

So your child sleeps on concrete

Only to wake up the next day to face people who believe

That because you’re black you’re weak

Promising [yourself ] that certain mistakes you’d never repeat

As a man I understand she was my 1st friend

Sometimes I yearn to be a child again

If only to hear the sound of her bangles

As she walked up the street

To see the smile she gave Mrs. Bryant

For keeping me within reach

I haven’t forgotten

It’s not easy for a woman to raise a man

And for your struggles in these modern day fields of cotton

I can say Momma I finally understand

 

 

 


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