A Child With A Child

I was a child myself,

When I gave birth.

I was scared and helpless,

When I watched you arrive.

It wasn't my choice,

You were something

Forced upon by others.

I didn't know what to say

When I watched your face.

You, my piece of flesh and blood.

I did not know what to do with a child,

I did not know how to curb this haplessness.

A child with a child and that's how our story has begun.

I learned from you but I still resented you,

It wasn't fair how this was allowed.

Wasn't this a crime? An injustice to us all?

How am I suppose to be a mother,

When I barely have anything figured out?

Married and with a child, is this what I am all?

I can't speak against them,

there are too many of them.

I do not know what they would do,

If I bring myself to stand against.

A child with a child,

And I have to learn to be a mother and a wife.

It's such a tragedy that free will is not ours to keep.

We are forced to be made slaves to our hierarchy.

A child with a child, what do I do?

I have no existence outside of me being a woman.

I am either a mother or a wife.

I am no one on my own, I am no one of any rights.

I am not a person, I am a woman,

Words quiet, eyes down, hunched figure all around.

No opinions of my own, but I should be presented with a smile.

Look, How pretty I look? Nothing else for me to go on.

Just a face and a body that's is not even my own.

I am supposed to be lesser because I was born a woman,

But do you know you would always be lesser because you have committed a sin?

Paint it with pretty words but it doesn't hide the monster you are,

Look at you, the true ignorant worthless shit.

I would love my child because she is my flesh and blood.

But you, who just takes and takes, thinking he has any rights at all.

You, I will hate. I will not adapt and neither forgive.

It is such a tragedy, how people view sin as a necessity.

Brainwashed and cruel, they do not know, Who I could be!

I wish they will learn the lesson, that before a woman,

Before anything else, I am a person.

A person with intelligence, I am not lesser, I am not Quiet.

I am a person who has feelings, I am a person who has different meanings.

It's a travesty how you do not want to know me, just me.

Not the woman, just person who I could be.