My Eyes
are filled with tears
Knowing each of the steps
I’ve taken
We’re steps
Walking with you
To the end of your
Life’s mission.
Your death
was always near
and my soul
Understood
The realization
of your end
But
Acknowledging
The existence
of your beginning
Can never be
a plausible
Mention
Without understanding
the relationship of a mother and son.
As I look back over
Our life together
I am not moved
by the lack of time
spent
But profoundly
Amazed
At what I’ve
Become.
Because of that
Their something about the relationship
between a mother and a son
That should be noted
With clarity,
Acknowledged with praise
and a keen sense of
infinite wisdom.
When a son
has been raised
to be a man
The road
a mother and son
travel
Will have,
And has had
many turns,
twist,
hills and valleys.
For many
looking at the relationship
With their noses
Pressed up against
the glass
can only see
the distance
between them,
never seeing
The reasoning
Why this
Relationship must be,
what it must be.
A Male child
has a duty to go out
Into the world
and seek his own
fame and fortune,
Start a family
Raise his children
Instill in them
Values,
pride,
Understandings,
Responsibilities and
Their purpose.
A mothers duty
is to love that male child
Believing in him
nurturing him and hoping he understands
the sacrifices
She has
given,
Believing
They will
Sustain him
in his times
of
trials and tribulations.
Throughout this Journey
their desires,
thoughts,
beatings of
hearts and
Silent prayers
Continued
Until that moment
When you
took your last
Breath
Felt your last
Heart beat
and
listen to
the last notes
of the songs
a mother and son shared.
On the date of my birth
My mother gave me the gift
Of being her first born child.
And with this gift
comes a duty like no other.
When a queen dies
it is her first born son
Whom assumes
the responsibility of
Her thrown.
Without a
Coronation
now a king that is thankful to God
charged
with keeping
the faith and family intact
Adhering
To the past
values
Wisdoms,
nurturing,
understandings
Being principled,
making sacrifices,
As she has made
Before him.
And regardless
Of how I feel
In this moment of grief
I have a duty
To honor,
Be steadfast
And adhere
To the dutifulness as a man whom is you son.
In the quite hours
After your death
Where the exchange
Of mother and son
Becomes
Son, siblings, family and friends
I know become the head of my family.
Now that you
Have passed
You now get to
Confer with
Our
Ancestors
and their ancestors
and their ancestors
about your life’s
mission to raise a son,
Your soul
has been released
back from
Whence it came
And the
Carcass we now
Morn
Can no longer
Tie
Your soul
To pain
Sickness
loss
Hopelessness
Anger
Depression
and fear.
We
Here and now
collectively
Share
A uniqueness
of time stopping
Just for a moment
And will continue
Tomorrow
Without
The presence
of you smile
The joy of Your laughter
The sway of steps
and
The calm in our storms.
You now get
To celebrate
Looking back on your time
Now past,
Telling stories
To your parents,
Laughing with your
Friends and siblings,
Holding a son
Whom has
Passed before you
But
Always keeping
a watchful eye
As the seeds
of your garden
Continues to
Grow,
Thrive, and live
The purposefulness
of a life
worth living.
As your family
We wish you
A safe passage
As your son
I only wish you LOVE.
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