Birthright
My birthright?
Is it my right to be born?
To be torn from my mother
By another
To be scorned by my father
Who would rather
Be free of the conflict?
Ill-equipped to handle
The candle lit
With parental commitment
Birthright
Is it my stage fright?
My right to be terrified
By curious eyes
Wondering what I have to share
And will I dare
Cross any lines
Or exceed my time
Will I be dull and a waste
Of their time and taste
Birthright
Is it my love for twilight
When the moonlight
Kisses the sun goodnight
And the day disappears
As we slow down and face our fears
We don't have to be so polite
Or sunny and bright
We can stop the charade
That all day we played
Birthright
Is it my love for my white knight
Who came in to rewrite
Every red light
Of my past
With true love that will last
He ignites me in the midnight hour
As he unites me with his strength and power
And reminds me
That he is always behind me
Birthright
Is it my fight or flight mentality
Or is it my butt and thighs that make me feel more like a manatee
Is it my tendency to pack light
Or is it my deteriorating height
Is it my near perfect eyesight
Or my intuitive insight
My quick need to indict
Or the way I always avoid the bull fight
Is it my dislike for the spotlight
Or my desire to say, "Go fly a kite!"
My birthright
Might
Not always be the bequest
I would request
But life can be a test
And I confess
I rather like some of my inheritance
Like my stubborness
And lack of arrogance
And my desire to always be a good Samaritan
My heritage
Of a 70yr marriage
Lullabies in the baby carriage
Hard work in the cotton fields
Prayers that would yield
Results from above
Discipline wielded in love
Help in an instant
Even for a nemesis
That's my inheritance
That's the birthright
I'll hold tight
Parents who do their best
In this quest
Of life and death
Offer more, while having less
Give your best
And save the rest
For the therapist
My birthright
Is to act right
To be right
To do right
And to be a light
For anyone trapped in the dark of night
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