For My Number One Son, Who Obeys Me

I disavowed the existence
of your sister
To harden your hearts.
A lasso of truth
Imprisons poison thoughts
Like her mother
Leave them to weep alone

You were released
from my loins
Into a world that despises
the mere implication
of her presence
I freed you, my dearest boy
To wear the shield of
My clandestine war

They will love you
Because you’re a man
They will not question
A thing you say
Even when you inquire
If the thing is real or not.

Don’t bring home
– a black woman
– a black man
– a white woman
– a red man
Don’t marry at all
Give me grandchildren
Take care of me
When my wrinkles outnumber my age
I’ll remember you in Heaven
When you do.

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2 Comments

    • I kinda played up the tiger mom aspect but this was a lot of fun to write, considering the lack of actual children I’ve given birth to IRL. 😀

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