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by Staff Writer
Hello People, Folks
My Mom is my Ancestor
I am a Poetess,
But first of all, I am Cora Lee’s Daughter
Cherished from the womb
Even during the Baby Boom
A country-city girl
My mother was a King, a hero, a survivor
Bred & Born in Georgia, Macon County
Me, I was born in upstate New York
As a Traveler
In a Barn, by a Mid-wife
On a Farm, a Modern day plantation
Name’s not important!
I learned small town values, Hella, good
That sustained me
In Large City Ghetto’s
Hovels, boroughs, projects, Fancy Hotels
And Cardboard Boxes
All from this Lady, my mother,
A Resistance Warrior
Corn bread, Ham hocks, Collard greens, Sweet potato
Loving Mother, Warm and Tender hearted
My Mother was a Hard Working, God loving,
Gospel singing, Giants, Willie Mays , Baseball Fan
Living from Crop Season to season
Travelling up and down the Eastern Sea Board
From upstate New York to Miami Beach, Florida
Left KinFolks and said Westward Ho!
Came to California in a old Hooptee
Took 3 months
Stopping at Churches and Missions along the way
4 children and My step-father the Driver
We had Honor back then
Knew how to be a Brother, a Sister, A Friend
A Good Neighbor
Sharing from beginning to end
Through Thick and Thin
I Remember my Mama
In the Bean field, The Potato field
Sending us to school to learn our A B C’s
Keeping the Camp Fire’s Burning
We did not know much about city living
In fact, I didn’t know much ;of anything
Except a Mother’s Love
If we did without
It was with Style and Grace
No Complaints
Doing without was no disgrace
As I sit here reminiscin’ Life going on bye
I have Strength and Courage
Instilled in me!
For times of sorrow
And times of joy
Although I shed tears, I Radiate Joy
When I am Low I remember my Mama
I feel a warm soft glow
I look forward to all the treasured tomorrows
Of the wonderful care, Mrs. Cora Lee King
Bestowed on her Middle Daughter!
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