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Poem: Mathu's Thoughts
The people done picked me.
Somebody’s gotta go.
My time has come
I gotta go, Candi
They done picked me
There nothin to question
It’s me
My time
They done picked me
My time
OUR time
“I carried you on my back, I held your hand. I carried your daddy on my back, too, and held his hand.”
I held your hand. I carried you on my back.
I held your hand.
I remember those days, Candi
Don’t worry
I remember picking those berries
Gotta watch out for those sour ones
They hurt your cheeks
I carried your daddy on my back
Just like I carried you
I remember how tiny your hand was in mine
But they done picked me
It’s my time
I held your hand
You gotta let go of mine
“A man is all I ever wanted to be. All I ever tried to be. Nothing more, nothing else.”
A man is all I ever wanted to be.
Nothing more.
A man
That’s what I want to be, Candi
What I need to be
Nothing more
A man
They done picked me to be the man
That’s what I gotta do
That’s what I wanna do, Candi
Mathu is a man
I am a man
That’s all I want to be
Nothing more
Nothing else