Monday, December 2, 2019

Emily

Young girls in patriarchy:

She didn't quite understand the word.

We were never that smart in the beginning, but it's like getting a drift of

fascism, or rape.

Stealing and verbal abuse,

gaslighting, and manipulation

dismissive conversation

subversive alienation

favoritism folly

segregation

denile and lies

social media spies

war loving gun toters

and racist homophobic hate mongers...

You can ask mother for a definition, but she won't know either.
Maybe around 30 years of age or so she'll decide her own fate,

and what it means to have been indefinitely erased. ..

Have your clothes taken off after a thunder storm.

After you are cold, and drenched to the bone,

and the term "Monetary value" is shrugged.

There's no riches in my blood.

She is of the same.

You too are just as worthless;

young child of the same womb.


Fine wines age.

That's when they hold a value.

But I

was a bad year.

Every one after that was fruitful.

The suiters praise, and fathers should mourn,

because by thy fruit has verily been spoiled.

She's useless brat

that I had many hopes for.


When she cries out about death,

when kings and masters dispute our final match,

I will no longer hold a fight.

She's an adult now, with her own thoughts an ideas.

I must have tried a hundred times to cease before the next hour

while she extends throughout a million lifetimes...

as a girl who I will remember

without any name.

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