I only learned to carry hurt,
pain,
and indifference
in a basket of silence.
That's all my eyes ever saw.
That's all my mother ever taught me.
Wrap the pain so close to your skin it shines.
Grip the hurt … young man
hook it from one jaw to the next Son!
pull it back into a safe smile, man !
not too wide, bwoy
not too narrow. There you go…
Be happy.
I’d like to ask mama why . Why not show that it hurts and where it hurts? It shouldn’t pain to be happy. Let me see what she says in part 2. 🤔