“Just pushing in the inner city or like we call it home.”
In “For deLawd” Lucille Clifton illustrates the life of a woman living in the inner city, the struggles and victories of her life and of those before her.She talks about the loss of a child, an experience that many before her have unfortunately become accustomed to. The children of the inner city families have fallen casualties of a harder way of life, or different perhaps, in her point of view. They have lived and they have died, this is part of life. The hardships that families encounter come in a variety of forms and situations, this has been her experience.
The poem begins with her stating, “people say they have a hard time understanding how I go on about my business,” however, she has “kept on pushing…fried chicken, ironed…grief kept” her part has been that of any other mother, reguardless of her environment. Despite this, she does state that “we think alot about uptown…and we hang on to our no place, happy to be alive”. Things may be easier somewhere else but that does not mean what she has can not bring happiness and beauty as well. Her central argument is this, no matter your circumstances we will all struggle, love, and lose the things and people we care about. This is life, take it as it comes and be grateful for the little enjoyments along the way.She has kept alive the belief that happiness can be found anywhere.