From Momma’s Perspective – A Raisin in the Sun Creative Response
By Karem Mathiang
A poem from Momma’s perspective about her plant.
I’ve always wanted a garden, but I guess that’s asking for too much.
So instead I bought a seed, and it reminded me of how someone once told me that if you gave a plant a name it’ll learn to respond. And I don’t know if that’s true and I don’t really care if it is because my mother would always say that everyone needs something to believe in.
So I wonder if I told my plant to grow, would it resemble the picture that is painted in my dreams. Will it bare the weight of the crumbling world around me .
Will it stand tall on days when I forget what ambition looks like. Will it remind me that it doesn’t matter how thick the soil is, as long as you know where your roots are…
Or, will it ever actually grow?
If I called it Walter, will it remind me of the man that I’ve lost, if I wished hard enough will it grow large enough to shatter the floors of heaven so Walter Lee can climb down and touch the stars that he couldn’t reach when he was alive will it ever be more than a dream deferred.
Maybe this plant will make up for all the lost moments…or maybe, maybe I’m asking for too much again.