losing his magical mind
akin to sending a "canary into a coal mine"
I watch in fear as i hear lies mercilessly
paid for and shamelessly sold
forgetting of truth .. needing to be so told
I pray my child wakes from denial, soon
rather: "biting the hand that fed"
vulnerable teen; "down the garden path- led"
I saw him, just last loving Tuesday eve
of bravely beginning week
holding himself tall; as not to appear meek
I touched the smooth skin of his open hand
feeling boyish innocence
purest part .. that does serve; saves him-best
I kissed flawless skin upon his loving cheek
that kind and handsome face
all i wish to do .. is make his fears, forever erase
I see the way he tries to avoid being 'himself'
unabashedly real and vulnerable
no matter .. I will advocate for him, ever still
I dream of the life I remember so fondly, sharing
all of those bureaucracy-bungling years
While wiping away another tired Mothers tears!!!!
"There is no greater Power than Love"
Momma K who knows her light .. fills her
Son's every day, no matter 'the unmentionables'
greedy 'brother's' say.
This Mother's is gonna make 'em pay!!!!
oh, another poem .. com'n on - strong ..