Friday, December 10, 2010

So that you don't even need me.....

Hello my beautiful goddess of wisdom and warcraft!!!
You are a little under the weather. I usually write you at night once you have officially left me and gone with the sandman. But today you are sitting next to me watching Babty Einsteins Baby's First Sounds and since you are completely and totally enthralled by it I thought I would write a quick post today to share with you a poem I had completely forgotten about until I grabbed all my quote books and started flipping through them.

Daughter
By: Nicole Blackwell

One day I'll give birth to a tiny baby girl
And when she's born she'll scream
and I'll make sure she never stops.

I will kiss her before I lay down and tell her a story
So she knows how it is and how it must be 
For her to survive

I'll tell her about the power of water
the seduction of paper
the promise of gasoline
and the hope of blood

I'll teach her to shave her eyebrows and mark her skin
I'll teach her that her body is her greatest work of art.

I'll tell her to light things on fire and keep them burning
I'll teach her that the fire will not consume her, 
that she must take it and use it.

I'll tell her to be tri-sexual, try anything, to sleep with, 
fight with, pray with anyone, just as long as she 
FEELS SOMETHING. I'll tell her to do her best work 
when it rains. I'll tell her to reinvent herself every 28 days.

I'll teach her to develop all her selves.
The courageous ones,
The smart ones, 
The dreaming ones, 
The fast ones, 
I'll teach her that she has an army inside her
that can save her life.

I'll tell her to say FUCK like people say THE
And when people are shocked to ask them 
why they so fear a small quartet of letters.

I'll make sure she carries a pen so she can take down the evidence.
If she has no paper, I'll teach her to write everything down on her tongue
write it on her thighs.

I'll help her see that she WILL NOT find God 
or salvation in a dark brick building
built by dead men.

I'll explain to her it's better to regret the things she has done
than the things she hasn't. I'll teach her to write her manifestos 
on cocktail napkins.

I'll say she should make them lick her enterprise.
I'll teach her to talk hard.
I'll tell her that her skin is the MOST BEAUTIFUL dress
she will EVER wear.

I'll tell her that people must earn the right 
to use her nickname, that forced intimacy is an UGLY thing.

I'll MAKE her UNDERSTAND the she is 
worth far more with her clothes ON!

I'll tell her that when the words finally flow too fast, 
and she has no use for a pen, that she must quit her job, 
run out of the house in her bathrobe, leaving the door open.
I'll teach her to follow the words.
I'll tell her to stand up and head for the door
after she makes love. When he asks her to stay
she'll say she's got to go.
I'll tell her that when 
she first bleeds
When she is a woman, 
to go up to the roof at midnight, reach her hands up to the sky, 
AND SCREEEEEEAAAAAAMMMMM!!!!

I'll teach her to be whole, to be holy, to be so much more
that she doesn't even NEED me anymore.

I'll tell her to go quickly and never come back.
I will make her stronger than me.

I'll say to her never forget what they did to you
and never let them know you remember.


Wow. That is some powerful S@#%!  I remember reading that poem and transferring it from one of my friend's quote books to mine thinking, " Man if I ever have a daughter......" And now my dear I have you and I just can't wait to share with you everything that has come to me in my life. I am so excited. I will pray everyday that you are with me for the rest of my life and yours so that I may pass onto you all of my knowledge and then some. Here's hoping you absorb it all and put it to use so that you don't even need me anymore. No totally kidding, I want you to always want and need me. I love you mamin

1 comment:

  1. now that you have your own daughter, and know a mothers love, you can decide for yourself what you want her to know and this is a beautiful way of writing it all down for her. :)

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