Dear Mum

by loriilondon, Greater London, England, UK

Jul 2012 663 Views 7 comments

Dear Mum,

Author: lorii

Under the eye shadow and mascara lives a girl from Jamaica
Her mother’s Indian and her father’s black
Her personality evolved from that
Belly dancer by day and dancehall queen by night
She sticks away from religion
As Muslim and Christianity always seem to fight
She entered her first beauty pageant when she was three
The little gymnastics girl was something to see
She never won once until she was 5
She clutched her fake teeth as she claimed the prize
As she became older all the makeup was her insecurities disguise
At the age of fifteen she stopped eating for a month or two
When she started again it was a struggle
But when she was 17 her mother commanded she models
Photo after photo snapped the shutter
She’s too far gone, she can’t come back
It’s like her sanity vanished with each camera flash
She never wanted to be a show pony
But was forced endlessly
So she wrote this poem to show her mother
That the “pamper” was truly “torture”

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Posted: Jul 2012

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Poetnumber1St James, Port of Spain Trinidad and TobagoJul 9, 2012

It sounds like a girl trying to find herself but unsure of what really makes her happy,a change will certainly be nice if she is going to progress to something worthwhile that can truly benefit her in her later years,i loved the write...lovely indeed

M.M

loriiOPlondon, Greater London, England UKJul 10, 2012

wow ur right its a biography to a simmilar lifestyle to mine, my confusion with who an what i aman my anger at my mother for making me live her dreams

thanks for reading

morgen90210singapore, Central Singapore SingaporeJul 13, 2012

Sometimes there's imperfect mums and she could be one. But she made you a perfect one whom she lives her dreams and inspiration thru . She's not a bad mom just imperfect !
Nice poem my lady .

loriiOPlondon, Greater London, England UKJul 13, 2012

Thank you very much :)

DementiaBelmont, Mississippi USAJul 31, 2012

I can understand this poem very well. All I can say is find yourself and set your soul free. Don't live for others. Live for yourself.

orientalkoruGlenella, Queensland AustraliaJul 31, 2012

So very well put together...beautiful poem... all that deep and strong sentiments. Dear I would say... don't forget that when you are older, your mom won't be there. And by then it'll be too late to live your life for you so do what you are passionate about and not what your mother failed to do. I can definitely understand where you're coming from; I had no voice when I was younger and I came from a culture where kids had no say. I regret doing things I never wanted to do but did just because I felt it was my duty to submit, obey and to please my family. I'm far too old now to do what I wanted to do with my life! You know I promised myself when I have my own kids, I will never interfere with what they want to pursue. They all did what they wanted to do and I can say they are much happier than me when I was their age. Be Strong; it pays to respect your parents but not to live your life for the life they failed to live for themselves