DEATH Poem: About Death, by Nikki R. Byrom

Mommy! I saw you watching me last night
Peeking ‘round the corner
Trying to make sure
I didn’t do
What you had told
Me not to

Mommy! I had seent you standing in the door
While I played in the yard
I was trying real hard
To make sure
You didn’t hear
The bad words coming out of my mouth
When them boys from down the street
Cheated

Mommy! I heard you callin my name
When I was asleep
I’m glad you did though
Cause the house was real hot
And I couldn’t hardly see
Every body said I was lucky
Cause I coulda died and stuff

Mommy! I heard you clapping for me
When I said my Easter Speech in church
The basket was real pretty and you
Said my dress made me look like a anjul
And that you were real proud of me and stuff

Mommy I tried to tell granny and them
About what you told me about my Easter dress
And about how proud you were
And about how you woke me up in the fire
And about using bad words
And about doing what I’m told
Bout how I see you every night
And bout how you sing me to sleep
And wake me up for school
And bout how you always know where
The stuff is that I thought was lost
But they all look at me funny
And say I’m sweet
Granny just tells me to go play
She tells all the grown folks that
I don’t understand
About death

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