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Brown
By MinnieAynaj
Although she understood Her place in the world
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It was hard to understand why Strength was founded in agony Mother left children
Cooking and cleaning
But reminded them they were not resilient enough to withstand her beatings
When it came to people not understanding inevitable You decided to change the path of emotions
That were hidden in the pits of black holes The cries each night struggling of wanting more but knowing less Was not resilient
Withering on the floor as she absorbs The generational affection
While acknowledging the infection That has consumed her well being Knowing mother is stuck in the middle Knowing and comforting
What can this child who is seven but eighteen presenting do?
It wasn’t mopping the tears off the floor so She wouldn’t smell like mildew slipping in her own sorrow
Resilient
Mother wasn’t there
No one to teach this resilience
Just standing in the middle of uncertainty
Walks through picking up lessons
Because sadness was finally welcomed after years of suffering she finally was in resilience presence grief is human
Emotion is human
The breath of peppermint as she Walks to her therapist appointment
And leaves with her eyes tearing and heart heavy She watched her cartoons
While twisting down her curls Content with her sadness
For she knew yes life was always going to push her down
It was resilient to find beauty in the ground as she admired the way she watched herself get up