i carried you
Part 1
i carried you
feet flat on concrete floor
pacing these halls,
i carried you high
the way a princess
should be carried
your feet pressing into my bladder
causing me the urge to pee
my arm bent, hand into my back
soothing my sciatic nerve
i carried you
like the easal on a photo frame
i carried you
as if I were a palaquin
and You were the king
even before I gave you a name
i carried you
close to my heart
sling, slung across my neck
Or wrapped securely
upon my back
Part 2
i carried you
through those years of self-discovery
and wishing,
when you were finding yourself
but kept coming up
missing
i carried you
when you were hunting
free in the fray
for trophies to adorn your wall,
a boy at play
because real committment
you were shunning
i carried you
through it all
but to you i was prey
too stunning
as you say
a trophy
to adorn your arm
and keep the homies wanting
but i carried you anyway.
even while you were fronting
i had your back.
even more than you deserved
i picked up your slack
Even while you sat on
on my last nerve
i carried you
Part3
i carried your az
through college
even when you had no cash
i carried you past
two side chick
skeezers
without my knowledge
worked two jobs
treated two venereal diseases
i carried you
and even after all that
i married you
i carried you
feet flat on concrete floor
pacing these halls,
about to have your daughter,
i carry her high
like a princess should be carried
convinced not conceited,
what will you tell her as her father?
when she asks,
so that she won't live defeated,
should she expect
a man to treat her
with the same respect
that he expects to be treated
or should she carry the weight
of all his mistakes,
like I carried you.
©victori 25 Aug 2022
