Mommy I'm calling, it's 3am.

A Poem by Diamond Dunbar

Talking to my mother, the ultimate lover.

Dear Mama,
I miss you.
I wish you was here so I can show you how things been since you been gone.
You were only 27 years old.
I still can't orchestrate my thoughts to believe that God wasn't wrong.
I mean who am I to ask Mr.Almighty those questions?
Does he know what he did to your family, was this truly a blessing?
I mean my little brother and me?
Do he know about us? Do he even really give a f**k how we were forced to damn near forget you?
I mean excuse my anger but my problem is with you.
Mama I had to pretend like you never existed, and the fact I don't have many pictures helps the lie sink in.
Mama I got to defend myself against these big scary men. Why my Daddy couldn't be a man, I mean I lost you but he's alive he only does enough just like you said when you were alive.
I use to think, what kind of Mother would just leave her kids, like this some foul s**t.
Mama, but you didn't have a choice considering our lives are his.
I really don't know if I grew up from that moment.
I remember calling your name like any other day, I remember thinking mommy just sleeping the pain away.
Yeah I always could see your pain but no one else did cause you did such a good job at hiding it away.
Mommy even though you had a short stay, your blood still thrives in me today.
I know I ain't always been great but as long as you love me, I promise I'll be one day.
I love you Mommy.

© 2016 Diamond Dunbar

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Coyote Poetry

Beautiful poem for love and your mother.
"Mommy even though you had a short stay, your blood still thrives in me today.
I know I ain't always been great but as long as you love me, I promise I'll be one day.
I love you Mommy."
The above honest and real life. We never forget the people who taught us love and protected us. Thank you for sharing your amazing poetry.
Coyote