Tamika Stubblefield

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Baby of the Family The youngest of five I was born alive and ready The year was seventy-three Mom bore four before me But I was my daddy's first Grew up a Black Panther child Free and running wild My mom would smirk That's girl's a Bird And so I was named Never knew the difference between Dark skinned or light We was all black And that was what was right Education would be my ghetto pass Momma proved that Dragging me to class On her back Yeah times was hard But I never knew How hard Cause I didn't lack Anything Sugar water substituted kool-aid Out of bread and honey, doughnuts were made Tuna fish was like steak to me Who said we was poor? I had it good! My childhood memories Are full of fun times Halloween and Christmas parties Bruce Lee Movies only a dime? Saturday morning cartoons Playing Barbie in my room House full of love, laughs And Family)

The Best Poem Of Tamika Stubblefield

Single Parenthood

In my single parent 'hood.'
Black mothers rise before dawn
Kitchen lights blink on
Maybe a minute or two
is spent enjoying the calm
before the storm.
'MOM! ' breaks the silence
and brings an avalanche
of someone else's needs and wants.

In my single parent 'hood'
Black mothers run for buses
with babes in tow
Out of breath, searches for her fare
which she doesn't find
Cause nothing is fair

In my single parent 'hood'
Black mothers bring home the bacon
and fry it up with some eggs and grits
to feed the man-child
Growing too fast for his own good
Searching his mother's eyes for a father

In my single parent 'hood'
Black mothers spend lonely nights
Finding a mate or even a date
is like searching in the light for the dark
He ain't tryin' to raise no other man's child

In my single parent 'hood'
I sit with my son on front steps
Watching people come and go
Waiting for 'DADDY'

2003

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