I wrote this poem in 2008 and sent it to myself. I discovered it on May 2nd, 2023. How appropriate given that my girls are grown and about to fly away.
Hope by Anastacia - A Spoken Word Poem
That's a lot of damn pressure to carry. But you're carrying it whether you realize it or not.
It’s easy for me. I’m just her son.
I can’t truly understand,
How far she has come.
How hard it must be to raise a boy
to raise a man.
To teach him to work hard
and be all that he can.
I look back at her struggle
and feel her pain.
Her children she smuggled
and lived in shame.
Lived in the shadows and
hoped for the best.
Post by Teevee Aguirre.
They will never write that poem. And they will never write those words They will never write about the father who wasn’t there. The father who didn’t care. who didn’t run his fingers through their hair. They will never have to write those words of pain of the father that didn’t show them how to claim their place in this world. NO! Not these girls. They will never write...
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Silence can indeed be golden.
It starts with one. The initial spark. The flicker. That 1 teaches 2. Much like I have tried to teach my two. Those 2 teach 4. Yet in reality they teach more. They spread. Like a virus. Like a fire. Dreams, right? Impossible! Yet it is possible. Everything we see around us was once a dream. As crazy as it may seem. Someone had to manifest it and risk the humiliation. Wait! Those 4 teach 16. 16...
Shane Koyczan – Giants of the Forest – Episode Eleven from Amazing Factory Productions Inc. on Vimeo.
Daddy I miss you, and when I see you, I’m gonna kiss you.
In life there are no such things as real friends.
I don’t know where I’d be without you. I wouldn’t have known where to begin.
You always make me smile.