Don't stop me, father
Just hold me in flight
I'm as restless as mother
But I can see in the night
Feel sorry for your angel
But don't break his time
There's a lot to be done now
And much to let go
Those confrontations we had in the past
Don't add up to the missings that fell on me last
Your undertaker gave me her eyes
Drinking up the moonlight,
I saw you...
I kiss at your dreams that never came true
I hope that my own life meant one good thing for you
A healer and teacher is taking your place
So much work for the junior
But still enough space.
Happy Father's Day, every day, dad. Thank you for teaching me not to fear the unknown and to be more than my skin color; more than my sex....I love you.
About Me
- K. Koromantee
- Thank you for visiting. Letters behind names don't mean much if they serve no use to the Community. But if letters make a way, I have a Bachelor's degree in Secondary Education from City College/CUNY where I was a student of Dr. Leonard 'Africana Studies' Jeffries and a Master's in Applied Psychology from New York University. Professional interests include urban/pan-African psychology, self- development, school retention, men's studies, and supporting same gender loving youth. I'm a private man but I'll share this much with you-- I was born in the States, grew up in France, raised in Canada, and for some reason the American Southwest keeps pulling at me. I’ll continue sharing my books and images with you as I go, and you keep informing and inspiring as well. Somewhere along the way I’m sure we’ll connect. Until then, peace and gratitude.
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