An incomplete love story
Kids gone to bkai...gandad passed away
Always try to get to nuku on fridays but cant
All stud lev...no energy left
Both really sad...close to him
Such was my sister’s facebook text-mail…
Brown had been a handsome man.
He stayed that way till the end.
Never shirked the manual work that kept him trim,
nor hid from the sun that gave him that special tan.
He always glowed gold; my taboo crush,
for he was my mother’s age..
I found out much later, to my horror,
that he had been her first love...
The world is full of stories of failing hearts and incompleteness:
Love denied, love failed by pride, love divorced, love just fizzled out!
And mother? Oh, she was a proud one relaying her story:
“The son of a preacher he was, and how he followed! Such obedience!
He loved me and I loved him too, for he had a kind heart, a true gentleman.
Too gentle; could not disobey nor aggrieve his witch of a mother.
When he implored I give him time, I agreed.
Then I met her!
What kind of grown woman would make a young girl feel less than dirt?
Well, I’ll tell you!
One who was born fairer-skinned than most, and never had to work.
The fact that our poor hands fed her church-glorified self was lost on her.
A preacher’s wife! She was the devil, and her husband, nose in bible,
clueless to the ways of his woman! Could he have been that blind?
One gets comfortable, fat, and lazy, then rationalizes the unacceptable.
Anyway, I knew right then, I would never put up with her so I broke it off…
It was a very hard time, for him mostly, for I was too angry.
He was eventually betrothed to one his ‘mother dearest’ felt was best –
a dullard whose skin was far less darker than mine.
What sweet revenge it was,
that your dad came along and overrode all my logical objections.
It gave me such satisfaction to parade you in front of her.
I wanted her to see that none of her grandchildren
was whiter than any of my children.
Too bad you did not get your father’s blue eyes and light hair!
Oh, that would have been the ultimate!”
Mother left Buokonikai village soon after she wed.
She and dad built their home in Nuku.
The old paths rarely crossed,
til my sister’s chapters began
with his son…
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