Treasure Island

Ace Of Black Hearts

(04/17/1984 / Homa Lousiana)

The Good Son


She looks at him, and says I'm so proud, so proud.
The good son, holding the candle in the darkness.
Trying so hard to light the way for others to follow.

Draw upon the courage.
Not everyone has been given a fair chance.
So do this little dance, and change it.
Make it all the way to the top, and jump off.
Take as many as you can down with you.
Let the liberty be for all.
Not just for those who know how to rob.
Thieving from the poor from shore to shore.

She looks at him, and says I'm so proud, so proud.
The good son, holding the candle in the darkness.
Trying so hard to light the way for others to follow.

He did best he could.
But it is constant battle for the self serving.
For those who think there more deserving of it.
As city the sleeps, it is all he thinks about night and day.
How to save this world. How he could invent the next cure.
Freely distributing it across both ocean and sea.
Crossing the desert in a camels trot.
No place should be unaccessible.
No not to me.

She looks at him, and says I'm so proud, so proud.
The good son, holding the candle in the darkness.
Trying so hard to light the way for others to follow.

Seeking the way through all the lies.
Not letting either religion or politics compromise.
No money becoming his guiding hands or moving mountains.
He will climb them even if it means he might die.
The unending cause, stop the killing, stop the starvation, stop the pollution, stop passing corrupt laws, stop determines peoples future from miles away. You should have to face those you rape.

She looks at him, and says I'm so proud, so proud.
The good son, holding the candle in the darkness.
Trying so hard to light the way for others to follow.

She looks at him, and says I'm so proud, so proud.
The good son, holding the candle in the darkness.
Trying so hard to light the way for others to follow.

Submitted: Sunday, May 05, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 18, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

Envisioning a relationship I never had with my mom in such a way.
Wish I could say I made her proud by my actions, by the life I lead.

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