Free verse № 57663
Memoirs II
You make me so proud, daughter.
And yet,
it hurts like that time we finished reading
the picture book about Malcom X and Martin Luther King, Jr.
You looked up at me with sober blue eyes
âMommy, Why?â
I knew when I saw your eyes what you meant,
I wiped away the tears rolling down my cheeks
to keep your innocent face dry.
Like that time that I told you the Neo-Naziâs were coming
and who they hate.
You said: âBut Amanda has brown skinâ
and I thought of you and Amanda
squished together into the rotating recliner demanding
âSpin us â make our ride goâ.
You decided to come to the counter demonstration
wearing a pink sign void of political correctness:
âMy best friend has brown skin.â
20 comments
orange in the fall
white in the winter
And Spring reddens them all.
seriously
it is
My best friend has no skin, so what, who cares? Really? You? Go march for your guilt trip, because i could give a shit. There are so many more important issues occuring now adays that are more pressing then this shit. So 6.
You (or one of your personas) liked the other memoir about my daughter that I put on here, a while back, the story about the drunken harmonica player on the city bus. This poem isn't about a guilt trip, it is about me appreciating my daughter, and I believe that some other people appreciated hearing about her innocence. It is not about a guilt trip, I march based on my conscience- and my conscience covers a lot. Name a more important thing and I promise, if it appealed to my conscience the way it did yours, I was there marching, or going door to door educating, or doing whatever I could do about it (barring monetary contributions). Thanks for your bold comments, if it weren't for your complaints, I wouldn't have known this ever made it in the top 20, though I totally agree with the reason it is(temporarily) #1, people are afraid to give it a low vote, even though their votes are anonymous, because they don't want to seem prejudiced or racist. But I know it is neither best on poemranker or my best work, in case you thought I'd get a big head over it.
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