You Think Poem by Nicholas Smith

You Think



Maybe be just maybe if I tell him or her..
Do all the right things by people..
Never let anyone down it'll all work out

Pay bills on time
Make sure the kids eat

Hope they never see the defeat in your eyes from the tiresome day

Molding like clay pottery they're forming into something
beautiful
Smiles on their faces ready to leave the nest onward into the world

Stress from what could happen one of the many struggles of being a parent
Coherent as a family you all are but the secrets eventually tumble

High school starts the pressure begins to build
Eviction notice comes and you're skilled at hiding

Daughter tastes love and so does Son believing 'what could be sweeter than this? '
Eternal togetherness lost in their own foreverness

You think that through all the years they would never know
but momma they knew

Coming home every day little food, bags under your eyes, crying at night they hear it too
Nothing new they've done it too so what do they do?

Daughter tells boyfriend he uses it to his advantage to get in but he's not giving one
Son calls up 'friends' ready to sell whatever just to get it done

Son on the block with gun cocked like 'who want this prob? '
Daughter consoling with old dude as he sits fake caring like 'let it all out'

Daughter grabs his hand saying 'come in we need to expand this further'
Dude with no contraceptive but thinking 'she won't get fertile'

Mind gone with the ecstasy of the sex
Missed period where have you gone? might need a pregnancy test

Scared out his mind Son running from police
Tazer to the torso it's the drugs they seek

Momma on her knees praying every night yet everything's going opposite of right
Sitting in the courtroom
Judge sweeps him up with the law broom
Lil Son going away

Meanwhile daughters baby pudge is on display and where's the boyfriend today?
Not here he's running away cause he got what he wanted

Flaunted while holding her hands in the hallway
All day gotcha smiling but your friends been cutting their eyes his way

So foolish the things we think are true
Weather it be what's advertised
Police being the good guys
Politicians in ties
all corruption and lies


Just keeping it away from the world with the insanity in between my eyes

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Expressing the struggle that was personally experienced by me creating a fantasy world with mere words but also a real life touch
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Nicholas Smith

Nicholas Smith

Decatur, Georgia
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