Lynn

2022-01-25 11:14 am

the first time i heard
the word
was in the third grade 
as teacher taught us, piously, of the price He paid

as He felt the spike rip though
tearing his palms asunder, in two
He pleaded, Father, why me?
why must the sacrifice i be?

the first time i understood
the word 
was in the sixth grade 
as i started the decline into womanhood

as I lay, fetal, on the bathroom floor
and the blood soaked my legs and the pain a dull roar
I prayed, a desperate plea, Mother, why me?
why must a woman I be?

Gord

2022-01-05 10:48 pm

Right person, wrong time,
Mother was right,
Life is not a slice pie,
Sweetness inside,
Yet better divided.

Imagination lame,
Deception, I change,
Mirror, terrified gaze.

Do dreams for tomorrow,
Define today?
I wish to wish my dreams away,
Live a simple teal or gray.