Vernacular

When you see this,

Vividly you remember that day,

The day mother weaved a bunch of advice into your scalp

She drove them in, tight

Leaving no room for loose ends

She speaks in vernacular

Believing that with that,

you’ll understand faster

And you’ll take her seriously

She speaks,

 I translate

“We become the things we’re used to

My child,

Life is one big play ground,

But yet a warzone

Share an eye to your back

Trust me you’ll need it

You never knew what these words meant,

Only now, you understand