D.Greaves http://dgreaves.posterous.com Well Veresed. Never Rehearsed. posterous.com Mon, 07 Feb 2011 14:18:00 -0800 DEVINE MISS M. (4 MY SOUL BROTHER'S MOTHER) http://dgreaves.posterous.com/devine-miss-m-4-my-soul-brothers-mother http://dgreaves.posterous.com/devine-miss-m-4-my-soul-brothers-mother

Son

Close my eyes to say a silent prayer

Lord knows

I feel you here

in the kitchen as you prepare

chicken and fish fried golden tan

calling us to eat

while pouring the grease in separate cans

 

Never really had my daddy around

if you complained

I never heard a sound

you dedicated your life to us

taught always in God we should trust

 

The streets of Philadelphia

can get grimy

I admit

some of my friends were slimy

but you were a mother they wished they had

most of us grew up without dads

 

You raised us on pride and principles

told us life was never simple

but true family and friends

stand with you until the end

 

Lord knows when I heard the diagnosis

I felt like I was under hypnosis

I thought

how can God take away

a woman who never had a negative word to say

 

Always would see you reading Bible verses

would think

both of my sisters are nurses

the ultimate sign of love and respect

following in their momma's footsteps

 

Got so tired of seeing you in pain

I admit I cursed God at times

I'm not ashamed

it wasn't a sign of disrespect

I didn't want you to leave just yet

 

Seeing you sleeping

in the hospital

took me back to when I was little

and you would gently rub my head

when I fell asleep in your bed

 

You barely had the strength

to raise your hand

Lord knows even though

I'm a man

ain't no greater pain

than watching your best friend slowly drain

 

I would wipe the sweat

from your brow

think to myself

who will I go to now

all of my life I never had to think twice

always went to you

for sound advice

 

The last birthday party

we shared

that summer day I was so damn scared

please God give her enough strength

on this hot day to last the length

 

I remember when we pulled up

in the car

I said

momma look how loved you are

such a large turnout

of family and friends

I didn't know that was the last time

we would spend

celebrating your brithday

 

I don't know why

it has to be this way

why God takes the good away

happy birthday

we all sung

Dear God

my momma's 59 years young

 

You tried

to prepare us for the ending

I knew

Angels of Mercy God was sending

yet still

on that fateful day

from you I refused

to break away

 

I tell my friends

forget about them women you wine and dine

go to your momma's house

and spend quality time

parents won't always be around

and nothing can replace the sound

of your momma's voice

 

Life goes on

we don't have a choice

every time my eyes get moist

I let the tears fall

looking at your picture

on my wall

 

Never can I replace

the smell of fish frying

and the sweet aftertaste

but through my hurt and pain

I know to live is Christ

to die is gain

 

The funeral was so very nice

I know

though your body was there

your soul was in paradise

I Pray I have a long life to live

but a year of it I would gladly give

to hug you once again

sweet momma

my best friend

please send

an Angel of Mercy

to comfort me

to comfort me...

 

Devine Miss M.

this is D'ee speaking

one of your son's best friends

when I think of you

and the positive impact you had on my soul brother

I think of my mother

and I take a drive to her house

because I can't resist

giving her a kiss

once and a while she looks on surprised

rarely has she seen tears in her son's eyes

but there is one truth no one can deny

the love between a mother and her children

is beyond any love this cruel world has ever known

so Miss M.

though you have flown home

your spirit is still being felt down here

by your family

your friends

and myself

who through the wise words of your son

no matter how busy I am

I make the time

to feel my mother's hands in mine

thank you Maam

 

....that's it

can't write anymore

Soul Bro..Love U man

this is for you

peace

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Sat, 05 Feb 2011 09:40:00 -0800 BLACK (BERRY) http://dgreaves.posterous.com/black-berry http://dgreaves.posterous.com/black-berry

Slavery

Hoping against hope

true love can weather the storm

in a universe void

an earth without shape and form

closing our eyes

in tears yes we shall mourn

alight in the borealis

the messiah dies

head adorned

with a crown of thorns

sacred love lost in labour

lifeless and stillborn

survivors scorned

on a morn

in the midst of october

many left 2 perish in fields

of crimson and clover

if unborn

love remains

we cannot hope 2 crossover

a river of hatred and pain

to shout 

here we stand and shall remain

 

the demon looks on

in complete satisfaction

as the motherland suffers

pre labour contractions

her beautiful face ashen

as she strains against time and space

helplessly watching as her newborns depart

upon an ark

an evil covenant

forever lost without a trace

her children 2 face

the horrors of slavery

in a land that was once 

a european auxiliary

facing whips and chains

with sub saharan bravery

abducted initially

by north africans

speaking the language of kashmiri

and still 

they will be 

the children of the risen

despite being pelted with stones of derision

out of bondage

but still languishing in the bowels of prisons

yet 

with the red black and green

america will be given

a new history of african american revisions

for

2 live and die

is the creators decision

and live we shall 

singing freedom songs

together we stand

upon this land

we belong

 

from pestilence

2 president

in the blink of a historical eye

metaphors 

we abhor

only justice we justify

once left 2 die

in the wastelands of north america savannahs

but the bears

bowed their heads in prayer

the birds sang hosannas

at one with native spirit

given life sustaining water

a bond forevermore

african sons

cherokee daughters

once led like innocent lambs

2 an inevitable slaughter

but the pirze

we always realized

and if the sun continues 2 rise

we will fight the racist tide

 

a collage of hues

from light caramel 2 native dark

a diversity of views

from those who once embarked

upon the middle passage

in the hulls of slavery arks

acts of contrition

heeding 

the apostles creed

we believe in one god

4 the red black and green we bleed

from emancipation

through segregation

through the lynchings

and our children slain

amreica here we stand

upon this land we shall remain

for 

2 live is christ

2 die is truely gain

our blood contains 

the absolute proof

the blacker the berry

the sweeter the juice

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