I wish I could keep You Safe within the lines
protect You from all those hateful and unkind
people who manipulate the Truth they want You to find
I will do anything to save you from this curse of mine
natural Gifts we share that help us help others get refined
showing us how much the human race has fallen behind
in their pursuit of happiness that’s become “the grind”
you won’t be a cliché,
“keeping your nose to the grindstone”
as long as I’m here upon the earth I’ll break every bone
of your
oppressors, haters and every fucking liar
looking for an
Energetically, Blessed, Shooting Star
to suck the Energy and Life from You because You are
so much different
than any of them who try so hard
to find beautiful
Spirits and minds that are so eloquently
living life as
You were Intended to live from the beginning
going through miles and piles of shit never pretending
to be something you’re not nor what you’d never, ever be
because you've encountered so many it’s so easy to see
the fake,
fraudulent, soulless fucks made from iniquity
no, You won’t,
because You can’t pretend You don’t see
all of these
people and the things they do too frequently
trying to
convince us who know what they want Us to be
it kills them to
watch people like us who keep going unaffected
they want, so
bad, for any one of us, to become infected
with the
ill-will that lives within all of them like the "Walking Dead"
so, for now, my beautiful and intelligent son, just rest your head
mom’s here to handle
them so You can develop all your Gifts
You catch on
quick, I've no doubt that you’ll be able to lift
the sacks of
shit they throw at people like us as we deflect
all their
ugliness and animosity making them nervous wrecks
You know, by
now, that mom could keep on ranting rhymes
full of all
the facts to help You more than the “New York Times”
but I know you've got all you’ll need to keep from going blind
so, for now,
I’ll sign off and let You develop within your own time
©December 2014
– Tamara Imes-Nicholas
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