Songs of self-advocacy and self-determination

Mommy Lumps

My boy is a young black man
He’s doing the best he can
Working, living, having some fun
I’m proud of all the things he’s done

Oh, There’ve been struggles along the way
Living life day to day
At times his road is full of bumps
Some days my heart still jumps, and
I cry through my Mommy lumps

Mommy lumps
When people don’t understand
My boy is now a man
Mummy lumps
When they don’t see the things in him I see
He’s such a part of me
Mummy lumps
When his frustration grows
As your frustration shows
Mommy lumps
When you respond with restraints
Take downs get my complaints
Mummy lumps
When people say dreams can’t come true
And they don’t see the things he can do
Mummy Lumps
When he’s hurting and can’t explain
I can see and feel his pain

Mummy Lumps. Mummy Lumps
Mummy lumps. Mummy Lumps

He’s such gift to all of us
Our lives would not be the same
He teaches us everyday
You got to look to find the way

Take some risks; go to any length
Life requires nothing less
In his eyes I find my strength
His life a gift, we are blessed

Sometimes his road is full of bumps
Some days  my heart still jumps, and
I cry through my Mommy lumps

Mommy lumps
When people don’t understand
My boy is now a man
Mummy lumps
When they don’t see the things in him I see
He’s such a part of me
Mummy lumps
When his frustration grows
As your frustration shows
Mommy lumps
When you respond with restraints
Take downs get my complaints
Mummy lumps
When people say dreams can’t come true
And they don’t see the things he can do
Mummy Lumps
When he’s hurting and can’t explain
I can see and feel his pain

Words and Music
Steve Holmes

Inspired by Vaulda Kendal Brown

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