Things are changing so fast, and I don’t like it,
Domino effect, falling one at a time like bowling pins when you strike it,
When you bowl a strike,
Am I really never going to eat another bowl of rice,
That you supplied?
Tonight you died, and I couldn’t even cry,
and I call myself human…
I promise, ill forever pay you homage,
We should pour your ashes in the sand by theBahamas
Let you go off to sea with the tides,
Cant believe what I seen with my eyes,
Is that you Grand-mama,
Is that you laid down?
Is that you saying goodbye
And you’ll no longer be round?
Feel like I’m drowned in all this commotion,
From Uncle Paul’s funeral, to Emmanuel’s wedding to my graduation to your promotion,
Yeah that’s what I call it, cause I feel your moving up,
And my only regret is that I never really loosened up,
When I visited the hospital, I just wasn’t feeling the ora,
I sort of, anticipated you leaving, like gas after soda,
I had that feeling in my gut,
But all I could do was trust,
That the lord wouldn’t let you go out like that,
But you a fighter, so you had to go out like that,
Never did I think things would turn out like that,
But life’s mysterious, sometimes candles burn out like that…
But look at you grandma, a true Haitian Cinderella,
Went from nothing to something,
Built a family, nah…built a dynasty,
Built some morals, that will always reside in me,
Built a lasting image, that will always be inside of me,
And your presence is infinity, its like your standing to the side of me,
My knees buckled in the chapel, guess its your way of saying bye to me,
Orevua, Ill make you proud by all means,
That means, I’m gonna work hard, and then some if I must,
And if ever I fail, I’ll always pick myself up,
You aint beat me with your belt, put me on knees for no reason,
Theres no excuse for me to not be what I could be, theres no reason…
Idamonte, my Cherie amor…my Cherie and more…
Ill pass on what you taught me for centuries and more...
When you bowl a strike,
Am I really never going to eat another bowl of rice,
That you supplied?
Tonight you died, and I couldn’t even cry,
and I call myself human…
I promise, ill forever pay you homage,
We should pour your ashes in the sand by the
Let you go off to sea with the tides,
Cant believe what I seen with my eyes,
Is that you Grand-mama,
Is that you laid down?
Is that you saying goodbye
And you’ll no longer be round?
Feel like I’m drowned in all this commotion,
From Uncle Paul’s funeral, to Emmanuel’s wedding to my graduation to your promotion,
Yeah that’s what I call it, cause I feel your moving up,
And my only regret is that I never really loosened up,
When I visited the hospital, I just wasn’t feeling the ora,
I sort of, anticipated you leaving, like gas after soda,
I had that feeling in my gut,
But all I could do was trust,
That the lord wouldn’t let you go out like that,
But you a fighter, so you had to go out like that,
Never did I think things would turn out like that,
But life’s mysterious, sometimes candles burn out like that…
But look at you grandma, a true Haitian Cinderella,
Went from nothing to something,
Built a family, nah…built a dynasty,
Built some morals, that will always reside in me,
Built a lasting image, that will always be inside of me,
And your presence is infinity, its like your standing to the side of me,
My knees buckled in the chapel, guess its your way of saying bye to me,
Orevua, Ill make you proud by all means,
That means, I’m gonna work hard, and then some if I must,
And if ever I fail, I’ll always pick myself up,
You aint beat me with your belt, put me on knees for no reason,
Theres no excuse for me to not be what I could be, theres no reason…
Idamonte, my Cherie amor…my Cherie and more…
Ill pass on what you taught me for centuries and more...
8 comments:
wow greg. that was...real. idk..there's no other way to describe it. you're really good at just saying something (if that makes sense)
"whether the situation is good or bad you've got to make sure you learn the lesson being taught" and it sure seems like you did. youre a strong person for taking a situation like the one youve been through and turning it around to make it positive. i guess eventually we all have to go through those life altering losses... it really depends on how you handle it that makes (or breaks) your character.
i loved this one- as usual
Powerful!!!!
this makes me sad. who would have thought that underneath that heart behind bricks you would tap into the personal and emotion and post it on this website for all to see. and its a shame that alot of people skipped this blog to avoid the sadness and the uncomfortable comments of loosing someone you really love. cant say i can relate because everyone that really matters in my life all still remain. ::knocks on wood:: but i know when it does happen ill be okay knowing that i surround myself only with good people and we will all be reunited in heaven someday. just know that she is watching and waiting. not in a stalkerish creepy ghost story way, more in that "just checkin on ya!"/"im proud of you" way
Stuff from the heart will always be powerful. You never suppress your emotion, and that makes your writing stand out
dis is prob my fave so far...powerful and deep...
Greg, u know i love it. Appreciate your writing. Reminds me how u were there for me when Petro died, thanks again for everything. Love the poem though.
Steph
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