Love, Mama

Put the razor down baby

Release your iron grip of hatred from the sink

Take a step back,

Breath.

 

Put the razor down baby

And look up,

Into those beautiful eyes that are sick with sorrow,

Breathe.

 

Put the razor down baby

Think a minute,

Think,

Breathe

Breathe

Breathe.

 

I know it’s hard baby

I know it’s hard.

They laugh at you baby

I know they laugh

I know

 

But baby you are stronger,

You are stronger,

I know you are baby,

I know

 

You feel their envy baby,

You feel their negative vibrations

I know you do baby

I know

 

But they,

Are just smoke baby,

Smoke that is to block your path

I know you smell it baby,

I do too

 

They too put down that razor baby,

They did too

They embrace their life baby,

They embraced their life

 

But baby they got stuck

They did baby,

They did.

 

They put down that razor to fit into the crowd baby,

To fit into the crowd

They did baby

They did.

 

They find humor where there is pain baby,

They do baby

They do.

 

But they are not you baby,

No they are not

You are you baby,

And you are beautiful.

 

I challenge you baby,

I do baby,

I do.

 

Put down that razor baby

Put it down for good,

For good baby,

For good.

 

Be that strong woman I know you are baby

I know you are

I know baby

I know

 

I challenge you to be yourself baby,

Yourself

I challenge you to defy the odds baby,

The odds

I challenge you to take a step back baby,

A step back

I challenge you to put down that razor for good baby,

Put down that razor for good baby,

That razor baby,

For good.

 

Love,

Mama

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world

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