My Crazy Mama Is A Complicated Joy
My crazy mama is a complicated joy
Raised on grief and belief in the all-mighty
Wrong from right is a fluid state despite
Our human propensity for making mistakes
In the face of piety
She taught me how to
Dance and sing
Clean my plate, my room,
And the kitchen
Use a broom
Laugh through the gloom
Trust yourself to be who you are
Be tough and fair, wash your clothes and your hair
(when I had it, anyway)
How to Cook, read a book
Stand tall no matter how shook
If you don't know, look it up
In the sky
See the shapes shift as they go by
Shell peas and eat’em
Keep friends
Lose enemies
Greet’em all with a “Hey y’all”
Or a “bless your heart”
Finish what ya start
Do as I say, not as I do
But, Mama, come on
I learned so much just by watching you
I know you feel like you weren’t the best
You could be
But there’s no mama in the world who
doesn’t feel that way
You’ll always be the best to me
I’m so lucky to be your boy
What else can I say
Always and forever
