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King of Sorrow

King Of Sorrow.

 

These kids grow like they are on fertiliser,(me thinking that my daughter needs new shoes),whilst preparing her for school,this morning.My mind then drifted to the video to Sade's song,'King Of Sorrow'.(The part when she is washing her kid's shoes).

In the video,Sade potrays a struggling single mother who tries to balance everything,'I want to cook you soup that warms your soul'.(And she does it in style.A 'hot' mum running in heels,with her kids).

King of sorrow.A beautiful,but sad song,one of my favourites.I relate to the song and the video,all too well.

And the song,just made me think of single mothers.How many of you single mummies carry the burdens of others before your own?How many try their best to give their children a decent life?Who,like Sade in the video,(she sings in a club),tries to spare time to pursue their own dreams?

'I'm crying everyone's tears/I have already paid for my future sins...'.If only the world gave single mothers a break.A break in terms of job opportunities,extra income,a shot at their dreams.A break from the rumours and judgement,and maybe,a chance at real love.

A single mother also has dreams she wants to pursue,she also wants to further her education,she also wants to let her hair down and go out dancing,and find that 'one love'.She just wants to live.

It is hard enough trying to play the roles of mother and father,without society constantly pointing fingers and whispering negativity.And I do not like people,especially men,who use a single mother's vulnerability,(financial struggles and loneliness),for their own selfish 'desires'.(Shame on you,if you are one of those).

She has to do,what she has got to do,to make ends meet.(Sometimes,not always the most dignified way.Think of City High's,'What would you do?'.Do not judge).Working more than one job,selling this and that,and sometimes that little she earns,has a bunch of people (other than her kids),on the budget.

I wonder,has anybody taken time to think of the needs of these women.I remember last year when my brother passed away,a friend of mine asked,'Who's going to be strong for you?'.Good question.You see,I never really mourned my late brother,(even up to now),because I am a mother before I am a child and a sister,(so society says),and that means that I have to be strong,hold myself together.

If only people knew that we are heavy laden.Sometimes we do not want to be strong,we too,need someone to talk to about 'our' own problems instead of trying to solve others'.We too,want to breakdown and cry,it makes us human.(Not 'Superwoman').It would be nice if someone gave a single mum a dollar or two,instead of demanding from her payslip.If someone could offer to babysit her children,for a few hours so that she could go for a job interview,maybe have lunch with friends or even go on a date.

Like Sade,(the singing),I have dreams I want to pursue,and just because I am a mother does not mean that I should not.I am an artist.I have always wanted to be Lauryn Hill,(singer-songwriter,poet,rapper,actress),(yes,I am that talented).Should I wait until my kid is in college to pursue that,as I 'work hard',and sacrifice to give her a good life?(Life is too short).(Your kids will probably thank you,when you achieve success like Macy Gray,a single mum before fame).

I would love to give every single 'single mum' a hug,a shoulder to lean on and cry on.(If I could afford it),I would get child minders for their children,take the ladies out for a pamper day,and at the end of it all,just let them live their dreams,even for just one day.(Because they deserve it).

'The DJ's playing the same song
I have so much to do
I have to carry on
I wonder if this grief will ever let me go
I feel like I am the king of sorrow...'-Sade

She is just doing her best,but it seems that she is,the 'king of sorrow'.

P.S: Always write your own love story.

Ciao!

Lady E


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