I will lose my shit and yell at you.
I will lose my cool and fly off the rails. It’s what I do.
I will swear repeatedly, and I don’t fucking care if you swear, as long as you grow up to care about the world and the people around you.
As long as you always try your hardest, I don’t care if you fail.
I don’t care who you love as long as you are happy, and that person isn’t human trash.
I will love you even when you make me angry.
I will love you even when you hate me.
I will show you that women hold the power of life.
I will teach you that you should worship the women in your life.
I will teach you not to force yourself onto anyone; emotionally or sexually.
I will teach you that consent can only be given when someone is sober and of sound mind, that consent cannot be coerced or pressured.
You are white,
and you are male,
and if I ever catch you abusing that privilege I will knock you down.
I will raise you as an equalist.
I will teach you that human is human.
Love is love and blood is blood.
Race, religion, gender, sexuality and bank accounts mean nothing to a bullet, mean nothing as your body decomposes.
I will raise you to see that every living thing has value.
I will raise you to be a hu-man.
6 thoughts on “Promises to my sons”
You’re an incredible mum, Sarah. 💜
Nawwww❤️ Thanks Star, it doesn’t feel like it most of the time.
You’re such a positive and wonderful example for your boys Sarah, you’re compassionate, outspoken and someone who promotes positivity and inclusiveness. Those boys are so incredibly lucky.
Nawww thanks Kelly. It means the world to me that you feel that way ❤ 🙂 ❤
I love reading your poetry, Sarah, especially about your family. It has such raw emotion for us all to bask in. And I absolutely love the messages in this one ❤ You're doing such a great job, lovely!
🙂 Thanks Chiara, love ya sweetheart ❤ I'll keep trying (and writing about it) 🙂