genuine appreciation
collides with contempt
as memory upon memory
rolls along the stimulation
that is the holiday
to a point
you’ve always been right
i’ve watched others fail in their attempts
to prove you wrong
a futile pursuit but i was the only one
who knew better
you made me this way
wise to your knowledge however
judgmental and biased it may be
took me under your
elephant wing and guided me
to an awareness far beyond the years
of an eight-year-old
and older
and yet you doubt yourself
through doubting me
being hurt by me
by my actions which no longer have any influence
from your acumen
i am not beyond you woman
but i am also not against you
the people who bring us a smile
the music that serenades our souls
the buildings which we run to for seclusion
and serenity
are no longer common venues for us
and never will be again
i declare it and for me this shall be
a divide acceptable and accepted
you will blame me
through yourself
torture yourself
to torture me
and your tactics will not work
i will still love you
respect your choices
your judgement
but i will not agree with them
nor you agree with mine
it is the rift of the generations we must all come to know
your maternal domination
is over mother
a new reign has come over my world
my own
and we will find each other one day
as equals to the throne
grown past the count of years
so til then do not
point fingers
shoot your blame to the stars
to no one
and be confident
bold
proud
you didn’t raise me perfect
but you raised me well
you didn’t raise yourself
but you raised me
someone unique and new
how perfect that can be
