A black mothers sacrifice
Broken cries diluted the still waters
A mothers pain as she prepares a better life for her daughter
Her bones ached with exhaustion
Her fractured breathing heavy with guilt
Buy she knew this was the right decision
She wraps her baby in a blanket made of love and sacrifice
She hoped these feelings would be carried into her child's next life
I'm the early morn before the rising of the sun
She sung lullabies from her mother She learned
Before giving her only child a tender kiss on her forehead
Then ending her last moment with a hug
Her child's cries drowned out by the silence of freedom
Her child sunk to her watery grave
Protected from ever becoming a slave
She was born to be free
And that all her mother ever wanted her to be
Her love for her daughter transcended time
She felt a hole in her chest
As if she had been hit with a bullet
But she would do it again if it protected her daughter from enslavement
Even if it meant the loss of her child would break her
But a mother love is selfless
It's why her daughter kanoa had to be let go
Her name important, her name meant the 'free one'
Her daughter the epitome of freedom
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
