Natural Love

Just a thought for today thinking about family and traditions

There came a day

That I woke

And what I thought was right

Turned out to be wrong

 

It was tradition to

Walk this way

Talk that way

Listen to this

Hate that

Love us

While loathing them

 

Instilled, taught

As normal behavior

To be divided

With differences

So great that it was

No way we could Unit

As one

 

She was the exception at first

The one who didn’t fit

Into pre-conceived

Limited thoughts

Handed down

From generations

Of closed mindedness

 

She had expectations

Of right and wrong

Just and unjust

She demanded respect

And pointed out

That which was hidden

In the dark

For all to see

In the light

 

She was a leader

Someone who naturally took charge

 

She was a protector

One who enabled achievement

And never accepted defeat

 

She was a teacher

Showing that knowledge

Was for anyone

With an ear and a heart to learn

 

She was romantic

More faithful than angels

More giving than the earth

 

She was a lover

Of many things

But with me

She loved me

With no regrets

 

She was strong

Enough to never

Give into others

Who told her

She was wrong

For loving me

 

She was an

Amazing woman

In many ways

And it confused me

As to why my father

Never approved

 

Basically because

Her skin lacked hue

And deep tones

Like our skin

 

He couldn't accept

that his son loved

a woman who wasn't

black

 

Reviews

[Steve Thompson]

Instilled, taught
As normal behaviorTo be divided
With differences
So great that it was
No way we could Unit
As one, this is true in relationships, people always look at the reasons why it can't work, and it ias especially hard when race is layered on it also. I though the line that I pasted was so true, but almost believed to a degree that it is unspoken. You worded the poem nicely, great read.

[Charisma Moonfairy]

This is beautiful Flow. I remember our conversation this morning and the way that you wrote this based on that is wonderful. It flows perfectly and the visual story it tells is wonderful as always.

[Mariah]

omgoodness, so beautiful, thinking it is such a romantic poem, (is still is), and almost turns into a tradgedy. but of course, there are people like that who just don't understand. we're all the same. i love it, and i support it. :)

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[Dave Lounsbury]

Very lyrical, I enjoyed your use of language a lot.

[Dawn Jones]

The rift between white and black is miserable. I don't understand it. My family is, for the most part, mildly racist themselves but I do not understand why. We are all the same. Hate is wrong. We are supposed to love our fellow man and yet we are condemning people for their skin color, their religions, their preferences. This is very good. That you can see beyond your fathers hate to love someone who is different. Brava.