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Poem: I Am Not My Dad

Written by empressjournee

Photo Credit: James Besser

I am not my dad, but I am glad

that I did not come out, so I think,

‘Worse,’ than anything:

With my distinct nose, natural hair,

Great smile, dimples, beautiful shades,

with a glow, that make me smiles

makes those chattering voice, envy,

The very thought of my presence

The very thought of him:

Leave some displease with a frown

That I love myself, that I still love him

the one I really did not know—the one

that made my heart at times weep, at the end

of my brink, with a grim.

I am not my dad but I am thankful,

Grateful, that I look somewhat like him

It gives me reason to try harder,

Be better, think wisely, than what,

I think of him: That he had flaws, just like me,

That he had sins just like me,

That he is forgiven, just like me,

So, I write this poetic love notes

To set my heart and mind free,

Rise above ‘gloom,’ graciously I speak

To the self, to my great mother

And to the hope greater than him,

Who lives deep within.

Empress Journee

About the author


I am a graduate of Medgar Evers College (M.E.C.); mother of three, grandmother and great grand. I love to read great books and listen to podcasts that uplift my consciousness; sharing historical view of the different shades of color, the various culture, the way we all are connected, the musical genius throughout the world and the works that are done to help us tap into ourselves and know that we are worthy. I also love to write poetry and sing. There was a moment that now phase in another aspiration of my life, I felt singing was a forum—a path to take, that helps to voice, express my thoughts, in time where I was struggling, battling something I did not understand and what I was going through; feeling unsupportive. Although, there was some support, especially from my love ones, the challenges I faced was mostly internal.
I am so grateful for the grace I have been given to be able to write my poetic thoughts, that is my freedom. I was a part of a journey that taught me lessons and motivate me that preparation is a must to face a world that may not be ready for a new rising star. Thank you for taking the time to read my poetry. I especially wanted to give honor to my mother who is no longer in the physical, as well as my natural father for the knowledge of health before he departed from this planet. Also, I would like to thank you my supporter for being on this journey with me even at times when the journey seems unclear. May we appreciate the blessings that has been given to us, as we continue to soar, as we reach a place of true jubilee.
Empress Journee