Dear Dadu

Inspired by my father.

Carry me gently down the stairs, smelling your sweet cigar when you place my head down

Precious little puppy, how long will you be able to protect me

Before the world and the men in it try to destroy the smile

Try to put out the fire burning in my soul

Taught me to stand on my own, don't need a man

Don't need the friends who won't be there when it all falls down

Don't need to prove to the world what's in my heart

Bleed red and yet judging my skin and hair when we out together

Can't possibly be his little angel, can't believe they mixed races

Not black enough, can't roll my R's enough

Two sides and half and half and in between

but you taught me that one drop is all I need

Taught me about where my uncle used to go, keep his spirit alive in my fist

Don't buckle down to what the world says

Push back when they shove you down, and worst to worst

Grab that two by four and let them see just what you really mean

My name is my legacy

My grandma's story is intertwined in mine

Never to apologize, don't need you to hold my hand

Don't think I'll keep this pace, watch me as I take the stage

Can you keep up with my rhythm and where I'm running off to

Just starting out but give me some time

Find my tempo to each and every rhyme

My scar shows I survived, my twitch is the skip 

but don't worry these words won't miss, won't slip.

Author's Note

One of my favorite pieces I've written in some time, hope you enjoy it. All reviews are greatly appreciated. Good vibes to you :)

Reviews

[alifeacoustic]

Your grandma sounds like a wise woman. She would have grown up in a harsher world, lived your life and seen things I can't imagine. And then you walk these same steps and find that the world is still a harsh place, where people judge, laugh when you slip instead of helping to hold you steady and the scars may fade, but never disappear. We have come such a long way in such a short time, but still have a heavy journey ahead before we see true equality. Man, woman, white, black, them and us....just a few of the words and phrases that make that journey longer.
The story is not yet written and your determination and motivation is your ink. Beautiful write Gloria, with an ending waiting for you to complete.

[Ms. Twitch]

Thank you, I appreciate the kind words. She was an amazing, strong woman and I'm honored to be her namesake. This is one of my favorite pieces and already a few people are trying to convince me to have a beat and rap it. Not sure if that'll happen, but you're right that it's waiting for the finishing touches. Good vibes to you Lorry

[alifeacoustic]

and right back atcha Gloria :

[Solar]

//My name is my legacy
My grandma's story is intertwined in mine//

And what strength that gives to move onwards and upwards //Can you keep up with my rhythm and where I'm running off to
Just starting out but give me some time//

I like the way the poem conveys it message and how wonderful it is in its human detail.

[Ms. Twitch]

Thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed the piece. Good vibes to you.

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A very personal poem, Gloria. I am very happy to have read this. Strong words and opinions are stated here. Your father sounds a wonderful man. Your words have immense power. Be your words. Well done.

[Ms. Twitch]

Thank you for your kind words. They're greatly appreciated and I'm glad that you enjoyed this piece. Good vibes to you.

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And good vibes to you too! Its all about the vibes, y'know!