Lyrics, poetry and art all meshed together

Thursday, May 01, 2008





The Power of Forgiveness

With all my heart I want to hate you
I’m angry
sad
Emotions way overdue

You left us in a plane to Haiti
Told us it was a vacation

Deep down inside I knew you lied
We were kids we couldn’t fight

Had no choice without a voice

Six years of waiting
You never showed
I vowed to hate you

We lived with strangers who ate our cereal
Claimed they were family

Abused by hungry fingers
In the dark I prayed for Jesus
Had sweet dreams of my salvation
Stuck in a world of alienation

My spirit slowly died inside
I ask myself, Mom why you lied?

After six years we came to you
Saw in your eyes what you’ve been through
Our father left
You had three jobs
We were your angels
Alone in the dark
You felt we needed a fresh start
That’s why we were so far apart

Now I do appreciate your efforts
Even though I feel extreme anger
You kiss my tears
Your arms protect me
Tell me you’re sorry
I grimly smile
I forgive
End of story
©2005 by Cathy Delaleu
art by Delaleu


I was tagged by the lovely Miss Blu Jewel, i'm not a fan of tagging but this one was interesting enough to get my attention.

Link the person who tagged you.
Mention the rules in your blog.
Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours.
Tag 6 following bloggers by linking them.
Leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger's blogs letting them know they've been tagged. Here goes:

1. You're on the bus or train, do we really need to hear the convo. you're having on your cell? I find it ridiculous. Also, you know damn well that once the train goes under the tunnel, you don't get any reception, so why pretend you can still hear the person on the other line? We know you can't. Duh.

2. I don't like standing in long lines at the store, I rather put my merchandise away then to stand there

3. If someone else cooked the meat I won't eat it, unless it's from my mom or sister. I'm very anal about eating meat at someone's home, meat should be clean first with vinegar or lemons before it's cooked. Well, that's how I was taught by mother dearest.

4. I'm in the habit of closing doors and turning off lights, why leave the light on if you're not using it? Save energy :)

5. I'm always on right on time or too early

6. Hate TV commercials with a passion, I rather click the mute button then to hear the same old ads

33 comments:

sprezatura said...

Had my heart in mouth hoping for that ending.

Writer on Board said...

Lines! Yes. Poems. Sad. Cathy...

Stephen Bess said...

Hello Cathy. You're missed these days. How are you. The poem is beautiful and heartfelt. Forgiveness is not always easy, but we must forgive. Very nice. Peace~

writerwoman said...

Abused by hungry fingers
In the dark I prayed for Jesus

That part really speaks to me. Haunting and tragic.

Epsilonicus said...

"We lived with strangers who ate our cereal
Claimed they were family"

That stuck with me for some reason

fuzzy said...

The power of forgiveness! Truly amazing! I need to channel that power towards some family members...

Don said...

2. I don't like standing in long lines at the store, I rather put my merchandise away then to stand ther sometimes I do the same, especially if I am in a hurry. I thought it was just me. Can always go back and make the purchase I feel.

I need to work on becoming punctual.

fizzio brown said...

This is such a heart tugger, when you grew up in a society where this became the norm in many families. Forgiveness is indeed healing.

achali said...

damn. dope poem. a friend of mine was telling me the other day how she felt similar about her father who one day came home with a little brother that she'd never met. i was trying to see if she was able to see it from his perspective and she was having a hard time. this poem gets to that i think...

get zapped said...

You've expressed the powerful truth of "embrace and let go". My heart is still searching for answers...

Thanks for stopping by –it's great to see you're still at it all.

Peace~

Kai C. said...

:)

Lyrically speaking said...

Sprezatura: Thanks for the visit

Writer on Board: Thanks

Stephen: Miss you much, thanks for stopping by

Writerwoman: It is tragic, cannot be easily forgotten

Epsilonicus:It's true, they took advantage of the situation, sad but true

Fuzzy: I am the stronger person since I forgave and moved on, it feels good to write about it

Don: Being punctual takes practice :)

Fizzio Brown: Thanks for the visit and comment, come again

Achali: Your friend's story is a sad one, wow, I can't image, thanks for the visit

Get Zapped: Wow, you've been missed here, glad to see you back

Kai: Miss ya

Mizrepresent said...

That was a very deep piece...i could feel the pain, the experience.

re the train and cellphone convo's - so true!

Blu Jewel said...

I feel the emotion of your poem. I absolutely love it.

Thanks for doing the tag. My oh my do we have some things in common.

Love!

Fabrizio said...

Oh, shit, I tagged you too for another thing!

:P

Fab

Rethabile said...

Hey there, great artistic mind, Happy birthday to you!

Nique said...

well that was interesting, very beautiful poem but doesn't the vinegar leave an after taste?

ShawnQt said...

sending positive energy to you!

iamnasra said...

Oh I loved the poem and the anger emotion ..I seems something close but not close

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Kimberley said...

Great piece of writing I really love it.

mermaid said...

Now you know how big your heart is. I feel your love.

Copasetic Soul said...

great poem.....

cosmic clown said...

well very touching poem ...thats what makes us humans i guess to forgive...its not easy as that is why its called divine....truly...

and few nice things to know thru the tag....:0)
keep smiling and stay happy Lyrically urs....cosmic clown

thedarkestnoir said...

Hello Everyone,

I just got off the phone with Cathy. As many of you know, she suffered a stroke in May 2008.

She is recuperating in Ohio at her sister's home, and feeling better.

She asked me to send her love to all who have written, and she looks forward to posting a new blog entry soon.

...Guichard

amiamazing said...

Pain feels so good...>The fact that we acknowledge it means that we are forcing ourselves to be healed...Life is a beautiful struggle...

GeL (Emerald Eyes) said...

Your poem tore at my heartstrings. As I read it, I wanted to hug you, although mere hugging won't eradicate years of what you survived...

I'm glad you and your mother are able to reconcile...although that mom/child relationship will never be the same...Here's to new beginnings for you both and to healing.

Despite the power of forgiveness, for some of us, that is not an option.(shudder) I'm glad it is for you.(((D)))

Re: meme: I'm right there w/ you for "4, 5, and 6!"

GeL (Emerald Eyes) said...

I often do not read the comment thread on other blogs. Glad I read it here.

I've been out of blogland a couple of months and did not know Cathy suffered a stroke in May.
If someone else in addition to Cathy is reading this, please, dear Cathy, hear my words of comfort and my strongest thoughts for complete recovery.

w/ love,
Gel (You used to read my poetry on a blog I deleted: There I signed my posts under this name: *Silvermoon* and wrote poetry.)

Rrramone said...

Your story is very profound. Thanks for sharing it, with such grace and skill.

And surely you must like SOME ads. :-)

Deb said...

it's been too long since i have absorbed your poetry... thank you for sharing that closely held piece of you.

DeLi said...

so beuatiful.

JenellyBean said...

Hey Lady!

Where are you?

Lyrically speaking said...

I've been very ill. Doing much better.