Mother Knows Best

MOTHER KNOWS BEST

Daughter’s Confession

I’m of age now

And smelling myself

All of mom’s ideas

I put up on a shelf

I’m big enough now

To think for myself

And I don’t need advice

From anyone else

After all good friends

My flower has bloomed

I’m big enough now

To get home in late noon

She said Donald

Was not good for me

But she does not know

How romantic he can be

For about two years

I have put him off

And all that he got

Was a kiss and a cough

He moved to my town

And said it was for work

But he asked me over

When my mom went to church

I didn’t want to go

But I couldn’t lose his time

He’s was the only attention

I had that kisser of mine

He called and he listened

To each word I said

And I would have had nobody

I’d rather be dead

I could not see myself

Being left all alone

Watching and waiting

For the ring of the phone

See my mom loved her two

Daughters and that was not me

She only wanted two

And I dear made three

So music was my best friend

It answered when I song

I had its full attention

On notes when it rung

I guess God knew

That this child would be alone

So down in my bosom

He installed a singing phone

Therefore when no one was listening

No one seemed to care

My pipes and my instruments

They always were there

And if I lost Donald

The love of my life

Then no one would be there

To pick up the strife

So I let him come over

To my house one day

Gave up my virginity

And let him have his way

A few months later

At fourteen years old

I found out that I was carrying

A very heavy load

My mother was hurt

And her pride was as well

Her actions said that my soul

Was going to hell

She lost her good name

And of me she was ashamed

After all she was preaching in church

She could not hold her head up

An embarrassment was I

And a hindrance to her work

So along came the baby

And I was still stroking

Nine months later

Another child was spoken

Did he marry me yes

And took me up state

But our life for sure

It had to wait

At seventeen years old

And a mother of two

I was in his way

And he could not get through

So he put me on a train

And sent me back home

Two babies in my lap

Lost and all alone

All that I am saying is

If you want to be free

Don’t borrow a God

That you can see

For his flesh will feel warm

And his voice will feel good

But he’ll leave you broken

And pregnant in the hood

That’s not a good feeling

When you look back

And see yourself left

All alone in a shack

With food stamps welfare

And Medicaid

Chicken potato salad

And lemonade

Where is he my husband

Someone may ask

Its many years later

And he never looked back

I was the woman with the kids

I had to stay

He packed his clothes

And ran away

He may be a lawyer

Now are even a judge

He may be a Doctor

Or still a master of love

But all I know now

Is I’m stuck right here

I’ve never left the train station

A heart full of fear

Its many years later

And I’m still paying the price

For giving it up

And refusing to fight

A Mother’s Answer

Oh my darling my darling

I know the story well

It happened to me

That why I tried to tell

You that he was too old

His lines were too short

And the relationship

You should abort

I just wanted to stop you

From knowing the same

Reliving my mistakes

And all of my shame

We lived in a shack

And even got a check

Food stamps too

My life was a wreck

And I did not want

This to happen to you

I was looking for love

And so were you too

The end of the story

My dear could not be worse

God please deliver us from this

Generational curse

My Daughter A Generation Later

Oh mommy oh mommy

It happened to me

I too have two babies

I almost had three

We live in the ghetto

And are on food stamps

My heart is so broken

I’m tired of this camp

I’ve been working odd jobs

Since I was fifteen

I’m making my way

But need someone to lean

I keep changing men

But it’s the same scene

Domestic violence

Family abuse

Swapping the devil

For the witch and

So much misuse

Granddaughter’s Mother

Guess what my child

I’ve found the right man

No more abuse

He has healing hands

He never tells me lies

He never let me down

He gives me peace sublime

And so much love I’ve found

I don’t have to worry

About any abandonment

No domestic violence

And plenty of contentment

Don’t even have to wait on

The first of the month

He never runs out of money

And he gives me what I want

Now I know you may be wondering

What’s my side of the deal

It’s to give him plenty of time

And keep his close to me

And always on my mind

He likes a lot of attention

And child did I yet mention

The house he has for me

Is a mansion on a hill

So much milk and honey

Don’t need no dollar bills

The water bill is paid

Don’t even need a car

I got two wings to fly away

It beats Delta by far

Look a hear girl

Even the grocery bill is paid

My name is on the table

And I don’t need a maid

See I stop looking to the flesh

To give me what I need

I open one of the sixty six books

And learned how he did bleed

His wounds they give

Me healing power

Don’t have no Doctor bills

And he keeps me every hour

According to his will

So stop searching this old earth

For flesh a God that you can see

For each and every time my child

Flesh will disappoint thee

But my man is not a God

That he should ever lie

The welfare line is not your home

Your needs he will supply

I could just go on and on

And tell you more and more

But try King Jesus for your self

He satisfies the poor

ELAINE TAYLORBROWN

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