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a ploy at being human...
Join Date: May 2005
Location: wouldn't you like to know
Posts: 138
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In regards to my mother...
I was never gonna be shit,
was what i was told when my mom's was mad,
overcome by rage, i guess i made her mad,
in lue of failed abortions i was awfully glad,
that she never flew into temptation,listened to my dad.....
Mother-
when i was drowning,
Drowning in my life,
battling waves of turmoil,
thats right,
in a war that was unfair to say the least,
you were a breath of fresh air that put my soul at ease,
my oxgen,you,
bottom line i dont care,
that when anger snuck in,
your harsh words sometimes stared,
me straight in the face,
sour taste in my mind,
but the cleansing rinse is your love and your time,
though we didn't have much, i knew i always had you,
my mother, the one who's love's always true,
though he made you blue,i did not know what to do,
i knew in my heart,
you were strong, you'd pull through,
on a typical day, i don't know what to say,
scrowngin' up a few dimes so you could feed me today,
i never went hungry,
i never went bare,
even though times were hard,
i know that you were always there,
i'm not faking the funk, with this one you guys
no metaphors, no catchy phases,
take a look into my eyes
as i read my hearts pages,
i'm just speaking the words, that awoke me from slumber,
as i tossed and i turned on my bed,
just another,
night i couldn't sleep,
just a night just another,
but rocked in her arms,
in the love of my mother,
she did what she could,
what she could just for me,
though the the cards life had dealt,
weren't the best they could be,
no extasy, i could see,
but the truth, i could see,
that she found it in me.
To my mother-
mother dear,
when your sent to the land,
when the angels embrace you, and ask where you've been,
I hope you can do just one more favor for me,
keep your eyes open for what i turn out to be,
will i be pretty,
will I be rich,
will i have family, end up dead in a ditch,
know when your tired, and that day will soon come,
that you can close your eyes knowing you raised a son,
a son by the name,
you wrote in a book,
sealed with a kiss and the pictures you took,
I hope you know that that though you were hard,
when it came to those books,
religion and god,
that i knew that you did it all for a reason,
you weren't just jabbing your lips, like it sometimes was seeing,
when you go to the land where my grandma resides,
just realize the beauty, you are deep inside...
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ONLY GOD CAN JUDGE ME.... as for the rest of you, im open to suggestions....
LiVh WeLL
Last edited by Poet x; 05-08-2005 at 01:49 AM.
Reason: i want to delete this one the program wont let me though i didnt realize i reposted twice
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