DA PROUDNESS / PT V

LIKE A PLEDGE...
A SERMON TO LIVE BY..THE GOSPEL ACCORDING 2 MY CHILDREN..WHICH SPOKE 2 ME ON MOTHER'S DAY..HOW PROUD OF ME THEY ARE..AN ACCOMPLISHED MOTHERHOOD...ALL THROUGHOUT THEIR LIVES AS ..TEACHER..MENTOR...GUARDIAN...HOUSEWIFE...MS DIVORCEE..MS CREATE.. AFTER YEARS GAVE IN2 WRITING..WHAT WAS SPIRITUALLY MENTIONED...WHILE HANDS WORKED HARD..AND SORES BROKE OUT AS WATER CLOGS MY FINGERTIPS..PREPARING ANOTHER DAYS MEALS ..FOR THE WORLD 2 EAT AND ENJOY...MY FEET CAME HOME TIRED...BUT.I STILL MADE TIME FOR THEM...NO MATTER WHAT..IF I HAD A FRIEND..MALE COMPANION OR A VISIT FROM FRIENDS IN MY NEIGHBORHOOD...THERE'S NEVER A DAY OR NIGHT..MY TRIBE HEARD MY MOUTH..THE CRIES OF BITTER SWEET DISCIPLINE OR JUST A HUG AND KISS JESTER..THAT'S ALL I CAPTURED AS MY LOVE AND CONCERN..TRUE..I BROKE ON THEM MILLIONS OF DAYS IN REARIN..EVEN THREW A FEW THINGS..LIKE FOOD LOL..NOTHING PERSONAL..THAT'S WHAT I WOULD DO...AM INTERPETATION OF MOTHER DEAREST..OHHH THATS BAD NEWS..BUT IT WAS DONE IN GOOD TASTE..COZ MY CHILDREN KNEW ..I WAS KIDDIN WITH THEM..BUT WHEN I GET MAD..WATCH OUT...THEY WANTED TO GO AROUND THE CORNER TO THEIR GRANDMA'S HOUSE..I WOULD LEAVE THERE EARS RINGIN...BUTT TINGLIN..AND POCKETS..WITH NO CHING CHING..WHICH THEY COULD NOT DEAL WITH..EVERY WEEK THEY GOT ALLOWANCE..NEVER LEFT THER POCKETS EMPTY...AND NOW AS I LOOK BAC..THEIR THANKING ME FOR HARDCORE STATURE..A WELL UPBRINGING..CAUSE YOU LOVED ME..THANK YOU MY TRIBE..I LOVE YOU SO MUCH...MOMMY...THEY WERE ALL VICTIMS OF DAD'S STONES ROLLING..IN AND OUT..WHEN THEY FELT IT WAS ACCEPTABLE 2 COME AND GIVE BAC..PLUS MESS WITH MOM AS WELL..DON'T THINK SO....LET ME EXPLAIN...WHILE GROWING UP IN A GHETTO OF JAMAICA QUEENS...WHAT WAS ONCE A PLACE..WHERE SUBURBIAN LIVING WAS EVERYONE'S CHOICE..WHERE CLEANLINESS..SAW
U WATCHING THE CRACKS IN BETWEEN DA GROUND..WHERE U WALK..GREW UP..A TROPICAL PARADISE..U NEVER KNEW EXISTED UNTIL..THE MOVE FROM THE BRONX 2 HEAVEN... PUTTING
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
A PREJUDICE BONE..WHY..MY MULATTO BACKGROUND..WAS DISCOVERED AFTER I DID OUR ANCESTRY..MY DAD NEVER MENTIONED ..HIS FATHER WAS WHITE MIXED WITH BLACK..BLOOD IT STRETCHES TO DA ENDS OF THE EARTH...I WAS DETERMINE TO FIND OUT...WHY BECAUSE..I DIDN'T KNOW MY OWN NATIONALITY FOR YEARS..THANKS TO ANCESTRY.COM..MY HISTORY WAS BROUGHT FORTH...I HAD NO LOVE FROM MY PEOPLE FOR MANY OF YEARS...BUT..WHAT CAME OUT OF IT...A MILITANT...BLACK ACTIVIST..FELLOWING ORGS..READING SLAVERY...CHANGED ME..
HERE IT IS YEARS LATER..I'M NO ANGEL..BUT I KNEW MY PLACE AS A BLACK WOMAN WITH RHYTHMS WHICH SPOKE MIXED EMOTIONS...WHERE MY CHILDREN ARE BLESSED...MULTI..RACIAL
PROUD OF THERE CULTURE..THERE MOTHER'S SEED AND THEIR FATHER'S DISTANT PAST..CLASHED..BUT..MADE WHAT I TAUGHT THEM...EQUALLY APPLIED..NEVER BITTER...
I'M BLESSED TO BE LOVED...GOD I THANK U...SINCERLY YOURS ...
MS SHEILA JORDAN.AKA..(ISIS)CREATE