December 29, 2013

New Poem: Broken Home

Broken Home by Rebekah A. Frimpong

Your words sting my heart
And I wonder about this cycle of flesh
movement is constant 
We argue in the wind
not referencing solutions 
yet the change we yearn for comes as frequent as autumn snow 

Cycling backward trying to fix the problem
never finding resolution because we created the source of our own despair
doomed to repeat a past unwanted 
we keep cycling back
Why?
Is your ego bruised? 
Did you forget love? 
The key to break this cycle of self hate
the love given to you by your mother 
you forgot her sacrifice and let your progression stay stagnant 
your dreams stuck in mud 
You looked in the mirror and ignored the reflection 
you cursed your dreams saying they were Sinking destinies lost at sea 
where ships of desire float on 
weary waves from the chains of your pride 

Free yourself from this cycle
broken hearts and broken homes
I see too often fatherless children cry out 
Daddy was caught in the cycle
repeating hurt once afflicted upon him 

Now mommy is like the other 
single mothers seeking love
repeating the cycle of lost love
she keeps pressing repeat
thinking the cycle is like a record player that can be stopped 
wanting to press repeat in hopes to erase time and go back to that place of love 
But mommy it is too late 
the cycle has started once more and tears have already formed in her infant's eyes 

Now we point fingers bashing men shaming women when the cycle repeats
as if God's Womb is barren like the minds of ignorant men wandering deserts 
wanting to quench their thirst reaching for water glasses half empty 
This wicked cycle man created he is too scared to confront 

You lost me
A child cries out 
Daddy you lost me
Daddy is too busy impregnating women whose names and souls he does not know 
He is too busy running from ghosts of a fatherless past 
repeating a cycle of abandonment 
inflicting loss on generations he has yet to meet 

We are at war with ourselves our hole hearts corrupted 
we don't see this invisible circle of collision and fate
Doomed to repeat; cycles of hate of violence, wars , broken families and intolerance .

What more needs to be said: stop the cycle 
Turn off repeat 
Go home and now sleep 

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