Letter To My Black Son
Dear Son,
I see you kicking
I see you move in your mothers tummy
You want to explore this world so bad
But I have to tell you something
You look forward to a world that will judge you
Not by what you do or how you act
But by the pigment they see on you face
You smile anyway
And show love to those that want to hurt you
Deep down they have so much hate
You don’t worry about that at all
If you see an officer you stop
You won’t have much to say in their eyes
Keep God with you always
I pray that you be safe when I’m not around
When you grow I will be there every step
From your first step and on
But I can’t hold you much longer
Life is waiting for you
Whether they like you or not you show no hatred
Keep you head up
When the weight of the world looks to tear you down
Show no signs of weakness
You come from a lineage of warriors
You fight with the goodness of your heart
Grow in kindness
Grow in love
Find love
And when you have your own son you tell him this story
We are oppressed but are not distressed
We have the Father’s love
From year to year
Nothing will ever be as important
As the heart you hold to show those around
You stay the course til you hear that trumpet sound
May you learn from those before you
And what it took to get where we are today
You are strong and brave
Have a peace that passeth through those that don’t understand
A village surrounds your wonderful little soul
Shining your light on us like a glass of gold
Can’t wait to see and embrace you little one
You are the greatest gift I’ve ever had
And will ever receive
So come to your new home
I pull my heart on my sleeve
Me and mom have you
To fear there is no need
