I know what it’s like
To never get a good start,
To fly, to try, to comply
Until the cost gets too high
I think you had a good heart
But you had to survive
And the world doesn’t care about the ones
Who can’t pay their dues.
I learned so much from you
And now, in this season,
I’m back to running drills,
Putting in hours, paying the bills-
You were the reason
I learned the skills
That help me move through any crowd.
Why I worked my nine-to-fives.
When I was nine+five.
This isn’t accusation.
No matter what life I chose
This is the life that finds me
The apple near the tree,
And my love travels long roads
Because I know I’m only safe
If I stay in motion.
But I kept my ride-along
For better or worse, till death do we part
Shame on me
For treating decent people
Like an open door,
Like I forgot what I’m for,
Where I’m from, not the steeple
But the basements and attics
Where all the tragedies happen.
It astounds me they still weigh-in.
Like some moments are so evil,
They shatter so loudly
They echo through time and sensation
And you can’t outrun the reverberations
Like ripples in reality, how proudly
I believed I could be
Worth whatever I chose to be,
But they saw right through me.
And I can’t blame you
The mother you were
Was the mother you had,
And we share the bad,
But you gave me enough to care
To swallow the mother we share
My daughter held me today
And said she knew she could always trust me
To love her no matter what.
And that was enough.
And maybe that was because of you.
I’ve grown up on hot bricks,
The hearth of hell,
Through the searing flesh,
The rotting, sulfurous smell,
The gnashing, the twisting,
The weeping, the forgetting,
Torn under merciless hands
Bruised while begging
Not a soul willing to enter hell
To extend a tender hand,
To lead me out
Into a free and gentle land
But through it all
You’ve opened a window in the sky
And I have glimpsed heaven
And whether I live or die