Don’t let him forget hand-me-down blue jeans,
torn and stretched by the time they reached brother number three.
Let him not forget the kindness of strangers
when single mom couldn’t make the rent payment.
Let him not look down on those ashy, nappy headed boys
with Kool-Aid stained teeth and pockets full of Now and Later's.
Let him not be ashamed of the place he came
and the journey that lead him here.
Let not her three degrees separate her from empathy.
Don’t let her net worth determine self-worth.
Do not permit her to roll her eyes and turn up her nose
when the sweet little boy from the wrong side of town tries to court her daughter.
Let her remember what it felt like to be told that
her pedigree had already determined her destiny.
Let them remember skinny legs and tiny ponytails,
homemade basketball courts, and boundless imaginations that dreamt big;
Until society reminded them that ambition is reserved for the haves
not the have not’s.