"My First Words"
08-18-2004
you once wanted a family..
but the time has come by and went, i’d play angelic violins
and recant the story of our family, but where do I begin?
for you once wanted a family.. once wanted to conceive kin
but like a pacifist, could not fight for what you believed in
u coulda been somebody’s mom, but it seems ur heart wasnt on
in a world of pro-choice and pro-life..like there aren’t any cons
in a world where, i wasnt! in a world where, i will always miss u
in a world where i was just developing tissue and a political issue
in a world granting the right to sadistic-acting self-loving addicts
to define pre-birth assassination as an after-the-fact prophylactic
but not meeting u was my worst-curse, ‘n tho i had no earth-birth
Dear mommy: here are my first words…
Mommy I didn’t expect you to expect me, life is full of surprises
how could you expect to expect me? blessings come in disguises!
what u have to realize is, u had good fortune in this bundle of joy
luck be a lady…or maybe even a boy!
altho luck is gone now, i dont think ur a sinner, ur my mommy
but didnt u hear opportunity knock? it kicked against ur tummy
for now i live in the “could of beens” of my dad and my mom
but im sure u’ll feel ur maternal instincts kick in long after im gone
and when that day comes, I will still be cherishing you mother
and still wonderin why a mistake to u, was a miracle to others
is my ultrasound in the family album? that would be swell cuz
you got the picture…but just didn’t give it a chance to develop
u didnt have me! so why are u sad? mommy, its not justified
if ur water didn’t break, then what keeps coming out of ur eyes?
the weight of the situation wasnt even about what im announcin
the weight of the situation was eight pounds and six ounces
weren’t you a baby once? It seems that I can not settle the score
i just wish you followed my grandma’s footsteps a little bit more
i’d trace ur footprints anywhere, and I hope its to kingdom come
i’d trace ur footprints, if I had a birth certificate to leave mine on
but again I’m just a memory has-been, if I were u I’d be cryin too
forever trapped in the past, because the future was inside of you
you did not want to carry me and now u cant bear the truth either
but tell my future siblings I said hi,
and share my first words wit new readers
I love u, and tho i wasnt somethin u wanted to raise or up-bring
one day I promise to raise u mommy…with my premature wings
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