Years ago I wrote a poem entitled “Dear Momma.” This was written to honor my mother while she was here with us, while she could hear and experience first hand the gratitude that I feel for all that she did for us growing up. I have performed this live for her as poetry, and as music. It has always been an honor, and a great pleasure to say these true words to her.<\/p>\n
Anyone who follows my writing knows that my upbringing was challenging to say the least. A look through some of my stories will demonstrate death, violence, friendship, sadness, loss, and much much more.<\/p>\n
The rock, the stone, the light that always kept me going was my mother. I never wanted to disappoint my mom. So when it came time to decide whether or not I wanted to rob that guy, or go through that gang initiation, in one way or another, my wanting to make mom proud was a factor!<\/p>\n
In any case, I can write about this till Kingdom come. Here is a cheesy video that I made for my mom sometime ago. I’ve thought about having it professionally made, but I decided that the personal touch, albeit slightly amateur, was the best touch in this case.<\/p>\n
I give you my heart, my soul, in the form of musical poetry, “Dear Momma.”
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