04-08-2013, 11:31 PM
Did it Hurt You? (revision)
Thank you Tektac, Serge, and Billy
You were not the perfect Mom.
Did you give much thought to me when you were sick?
You did not have the courtesy to get well.
You left me in the care of that man who did his best,
sadly lacking the skills to teach life to a young girl.
I was a child, what were you thinking, dying like that?
Where would I place the blame for my failures and bad decisions?
Grown up, may I still use you to ease the guilt of misguided behavior,
the unhappiness in life?
There was Grandmamma, who taught me well that the touch of
a boy would bring shame on the family and she have to care for it.
I bled when he ran his hand up my dress.
Fearing the need to kill myself, I found no shame would be delivered to us this time.
He took you to your homeland in an urn. There is no place to mourn.
That is your fault too. Could you not leave me your remains?
I need someone to blame.
Here is your elegy.
Original
I was a child, what were you thinking, dying like that?
Who would I have to blame for my failures, my bad decisions?
I’m grown up now, may I still use you to
ease the guilt of my misguided behavior.
I have a kid of my own, can I still blame you for
the unhappiness in my life?
You were not the perfect Mom.
Did you give much thought to me when you were sick?
You did not have the courtesy to get well.
You left me in the care of that man who did his best,
sadly lacking the skills to teach life to a young girl.
There was Grandmamma, who taught me well that
the touch of a boy would bring haji.
Shame, on the family, and she would have to care for it.
Though I fought mightily,
I bled when he ran his hand up my dress.
I feared I would need to kill myself.
Finally, I found no shame would be
delivered to us this time.
He took you to your homeland in an urn.
I have no place to mourn.
That is your fault too.
Could you not leave me your remains?
Surely you are to blame for any pain
that I may suffer.
Here is your elegy.
I need someone to blame.
Thank you Tektac, Serge, and Billy
You were not the perfect Mom.
Did you give much thought to me when you were sick?
You did not have the courtesy to get well.
You left me in the care of that man who did his best,
sadly lacking the skills to teach life to a young girl.
I was a child, what were you thinking, dying like that?
Where would I place the blame for my failures and bad decisions?
Grown up, may I still use you to ease the guilt of misguided behavior,
the unhappiness in life?
There was Grandmamma, who taught me well that the touch of
a boy would bring shame on the family and she have to care for it.
I bled when he ran his hand up my dress.
Fearing the need to kill myself, I found no shame would be delivered to us this time.
He took you to your homeland in an urn. There is no place to mourn.
That is your fault too. Could you not leave me your remains?
I need someone to blame.
Here is your elegy.
Original
I was a child, what were you thinking, dying like that?
Who would I have to blame for my failures, my bad decisions?
I’m grown up now, may I still use you to
ease the guilt of my misguided behavior.
I have a kid of my own, can I still blame you for
the unhappiness in my life?
You were not the perfect Mom.
Did you give much thought to me when you were sick?
You did not have the courtesy to get well.
You left me in the care of that man who did his best,
sadly lacking the skills to teach life to a young girl.
There was Grandmamma, who taught me well that
the touch of a boy would bring haji.
Shame, on the family, and she would have to care for it.
Though I fought mightily,
I bled when he ran his hand up my dress.
I feared I would need to kill myself.
Finally, I found no shame would be
delivered to us this time.
He took you to your homeland in an urn.
I have no place to mourn.
That is your fault too.
Could you not leave me your remains?
Surely you are to blame for any pain
that I may suffer.
Here is your elegy.
I need someone to blame.