“If I should have a daughter…“Instead of “Mom”, she’s gonna call
me “Point B.” Because that way, she knows that no matter what happens, at least
she can always find her way to me. And I’m going to paint the solar system on
the back of her hands so that she has to learn the entire universe before she
can say “Oh, I know that like the back of my hand.”
She’s gonna learn
that this life will hit you, hard, in the face, wait for you to get back up so
it can kick you in the stomach. But getting the wind knocked out of you is the
only way to remind your lungs how much they like the taste of air. There is
hurt, here, that cannot be fixed by band-aids or poetry, so the first time she
realizes that Wonder-woman isn’t coming, I’ll make sure she knows she doesn’t
have to wear the cape all by herself. Because no matter how wide you stretch
your fingers, your hands will always be too small to catch all the pain you want
to heal. Believe me, I’ve tried.
And “Baby,” I’ll tell her “don’t keep
your nose up in the air like that, I know that trick, you’re just smelling for
smoke so you can follow the trail back to a burning house so you can find the
boy who lost everything in the fire to see if you can save him. Or else, find
the boy who lit the fire in the first place to see if you can change him.”
But I know that she will anyway, so instead I’ll always keep an extra supply
of chocolate and rain boats nearby, ‘cause there is no heartbreak that chocolate
can’t fix. Okay, there’s a few heartbreaks chocolate can’t fix. But that’s what
the rain boots are for, because rain will wash away everything if you let
it.
I want her to see the world through the underside of a glass bottom
boat, to look through a magnifying glass at the galaxies that exist on the pin
point of a human mind. Because that’s how my mom taught me. That there’ll be
days like this, “There’ll be days like this my momma said” when you open your
hands to catch and wind up with only blisters and bruises. When you step out of
the phone booth and try to fly and the very people you wanna save are the ones
standing on your cape. When your boots will fill with rain and you’ll be up to
your knees in disappointment and those are the very days you have all the more
reason to say “thank you,” ‘cause there is nothing more beautiful than the way
the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline no matter how many times it’s
sent away.
You will put the “wind” in win some lose some, you will put
the “star” in starting over and over, and no matter how many land mines erupt in
a minute be sure your mind lands on the beauty of this funny place called
life.
And yes, on a scale from one to over-trusting I am pretty damn
naive but I want her to know that this world is made out of sugar. It can
crumble so easily but don’t be afraid to stick your tongue out and taste it.
“Baby,” I’ll tell her “remember your mama is a worrier but your papa is a
warrior and you are the girl with small hands and big eyes who never stops
asking for more.”
Remember that good things come in threes and so do bad
things and always apologize when you’ve done something wrong but don’t you ever
apologize for the way your eyes refuse to stop shining.
Your voice is
small but don’t ever stop singing and when they finally hand you heartbreak,
slip hatred and war under your doorstep and hand you hand-outs on street corners
of cynicism and defeat, you tell them that they really ought to meet your
mother.”
― Sarah Kay
Response
I think this poem is very real. All of the things Sarah explains in this story is true. For example, how she says
"She’s gonna learn
that this life will hit you, hard, in the face, wait for
you to get back up so
it can kick you in the stomach."
I agree with this because life does knock you down again and again; however, you have to learn to pick yourself back up. I think this Slam Poem was excellent. It gives examples that i can personally say "yes, that's what i think," or "I can relate to this."
I also love that she wrote this for when she has a daughter, and what she would teach her. To me, Sarah would teach her daughter to be a fighter, and to never let anything get in the way of her dreams- that life throws obstacles at you but you have to have the courage to jump over them! I absolutley loved this poem and i think it was very inspirational.
me “Point B.” Because that way, she knows that no matter what happens, at least
she can always find her way to me. And I’m going to paint the solar system on
the back of her hands so that she has to learn the entire universe before she
can say “Oh, I know that like the back of my hand.”
She’s gonna learn
that this life will hit you, hard, in the face, wait for you to get back up so
it can kick you in the stomach. But getting the wind knocked out of you is the
only way to remind your lungs how much they like the taste of air. There is
hurt, here, that cannot be fixed by band-aids or poetry, so the first time she
realizes that Wonder-woman isn’t coming, I’ll make sure she knows she doesn’t
have to wear the cape all by herself. Because no matter how wide you stretch
your fingers, your hands will always be too small to catch all the pain you want
to heal. Believe me, I’ve tried.
And “Baby,” I’ll tell her “don’t keep
your nose up in the air like that, I know that trick, you’re just smelling for
smoke so you can follow the trail back to a burning house so you can find the
boy who lost everything in the fire to see if you can save him. Or else, find
the boy who lit the fire in the first place to see if you can change him.”
But I know that she will anyway, so instead I’ll always keep an extra supply
of chocolate and rain boats nearby, ‘cause there is no heartbreak that chocolate
can’t fix. Okay, there’s a few heartbreaks chocolate can’t fix. But that’s what
the rain boots are for, because rain will wash away everything if you let
it.
I want her to see the world through the underside of a glass bottom
boat, to look through a magnifying glass at the galaxies that exist on the pin
point of a human mind. Because that’s how my mom taught me. That there’ll be
days like this, “There’ll be days like this my momma said” when you open your
hands to catch and wind up with only blisters and bruises. When you step out of
the phone booth and try to fly and the very people you wanna save are the ones
standing on your cape. When your boots will fill with rain and you’ll be up to
your knees in disappointment and those are the very days you have all the more
reason to say “thank you,” ‘cause there is nothing more beautiful than the way
the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline no matter how many times it’s
sent away.
You will put the “wind” in win some lose some, you will put
the “star” in starting over and over, and no matter how many land mines erupt in
a minute be sure your mind lands on the beauty of this funny place called
life.
And yes, on a scale from one to over-trusting I am pretty damn
naive but I want her to know that this world is made out of sugar. It can
crumble so easily but don’t be afraid to stick your tongue out and taste it.
“Baby,” I’ll tell her “remember your mama is a worrier but your papa is a
warrior and you are the girl with small hands and big eyes who never stops
asking for more.”
Remember that good things come in threes and so do bad
things and always apologize when you’ve done something wrong but don’t you ever
apologize for the way your eyes refuse to stop shining.
Your voice is
small but don’t ever stop singing and when they finally hand you heartbreak,
slip hatred and war under your doorstep and hand you hand-outs on street corners
of cynicism and defeat, you tell them that they really ought to meet your
mother.”
― Sarah Kay
Response
I think this poem is very real. All of the things Sarah explains in this story is true. For example, how she says
"She’s gonna learn
that this life will hit you, hard, in the face, wait for
you to get back up so
it can kick you in the stomach."
I agree with this because life does knock you down again and again; however, you have to learn to pick yourself back up. I think this Slam Poem was excellent. It gives examples that i can personally say "yes, that's what i think," or "I can relate to this."
I also love that she wrote this for when she has a daughter, and what she would teach her. To me, Sarah would teach her daughter to be a fighter, and to never let anything get in the way of her dreams- that life throws obstacles at you but you have to have the courage to jump over them! I absolutley loved this poem and i think it was very inspirational.
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