ARE U DOWN?
Dr. John Langdon Down was the first to identify it
Categorized it as a syndrome
A condition of special edition children with extra pairs of Chromosomes
1 out of 800 births is the ratio
Crossing all groups, economic and racial
Pre-natal these kids were labeled
Mongoloids, Retards, and Downies
So please, don’t ever say those words around me!
At first there was denial
Her mother informed me that she would be a very special child with a
Flat facial profile, slanting eyes, I was surprised!
My daughter, Taylor, was born with the grayest eyes that mesmerize
Light brown hair, skin as orange as the sun, even with her protruding tongue
She is my hero unsung
We overcame hearing loss by signing
I overcame my hearing loss by listening
At school we designed an Individual Educational Plan
At home, before Obama, we knew that YES! Yes, she can!
Potential Congenital Heart Disease & Vision Disorders
As parents we discovered ways to conquer the Physical and Developmental Delays
Little Ms. Taylor Ray saw a long list of Speech, Physical, and Occupational Therapists
At times the challenges seemed too high to climb
How does one stand to behold the sublime?
Surgeries, emergency medical procedures
We never considered abortion her existence is a blessing!
I am her King Arthur! She is my tiny princess of perfection
For those of you who don’t know me
Taylor is my youngest, born with an extra 21st Trisomy
A chromosomal structure that makes her unique
So watch her actions if you can’t understand her speech
she repeats everything, imitates, and laughs back at YOU
When Daddy is sad our favorite saying is “Gimme some kisses”!
It changes my whole attitude!
Her smile makes life worthwhile
The public is corrupted with misinformation
Kids with Downs Syndrome always exceed other peoples lowered expectations
I take life in moderation
Thankful to raise another of God’s greatest creations
I had to learn patience
lovingly address ignorant statements
Recognize this vibe of pride I feel inside
It’s unconditional LOVE!
And changed me from the man I once was
On the Buddy Walk
Taylor is my buddy,
My sweet, petite athlete who competes in the Special Olympics
I’m a big fan of poetry jams and poetry slams, you dig?
None of this compares to Downs Syndrome kids
Are you DOWN?
FINGERS TO THE BONE
Cohorts of co-workers
Camped inside the confinement of inner personal thoughts
Observing closely, I watch
These Inglorious Bastards move faster than the speed of insight
Blink and you might get tricked by the slight of my backhand
I spilled a hot, double shot of caffeinated coffee on my fruity colored pastel shirt
Ruined a whole week’s worth of tedious work
Leading to a negative evaluation and incomplete monthly report
My inferior, jerk superior
Complained that my performance was out of compliance
I am a super Negro, so I marvel at the alliance
Horrible bosses have to their own restrictions
Smart, Dumb Ass, Sexist, Classists always riding the fence
Teetering between a tot’s academic achievement but they themselves
Lacking common sense
Umpteen degrees, PhDefensive
Pompous ASS Doctor So & So your pedagogy isn’t holistic or comprehensive
Ready to save these Poverty-Stricken, Finger-licking-Chicken-eating children
To instruct we must have trust, so let us focus on relationship building
Dean of Discipline, our neighborhood is filthy rich
The streets we live on make a killing… EVERY, SINGLE, DAY
The price ain’t right but it’s the price we pay!
“Say brother! You got a dollar or a dime?
Nah? Sorry for asking and wasting moments of your precious time”
I’m a Black Captain Morgan standing on a powder keg
One peg leg and one good leg left
As they cut off the right arm of the people
I am fighting to reverse the EVIL with my L.I.V.E Brothers program
We believe that true success is a journey, not a destination!
Shamika, Officer Mac, Ms. Woods and Big Mike joined me in the fight
Sprinkling Spring water on the seeds we planted every Winter
Even if some will Fall in the Summer months from
Hot, double shots of caffeinated cops who might
Stop, Search, Harass and Frisk
It’s the Principal of the matter
Chief! Executive! Overseer!
In Boston Public Schools Black male teachers reflect
Only 6% of the students they represent
Bamboozled! Hoodwinked! Led Astray…
A United Way of doing business
“Say Brother, you got a dollar or a dime?
Invest it into a Loyal. Intelligent. Victorious. Everlasting
scholar with a beautiful mind”
Seeking answers from the 6% of Black male teachers
Hell bent on shapeshifting future leaders
Countering the Conspiracy to Destroy Black Boys
We are guardians at the gate
The Chaos Theory states: expect the unexpected
Butterfly Effects lead to an Unpredictable fate
Transitioning between Order and Disorder, they race
Mixing indecision inside melting pots of turbulent choices
My voice is a force giving positive Feedback hopefully
Breaking the Fractals which are
Never-ending patterns of self-similarity because…