Childhood
When I was small
I smiled, laughed and played
I asked questions
I ran behind the trains
Played in the rains.
Hummed music
Tuned antics.
Then dawned the puzzling age-
Life invaded like a stranger, prowler and a thief.
Haunted enigmas of horoscopes and palmistry
To believe them or ignore them again another mystery.
I was asked to grow up-
To fit in and belong-
My heart longed to sing a song
Of the cruelty and the wrong.
I was asked to be a girl-
But I ignored all womanliness
I was made to feel as an instrument
I had no joys, no sorrows of my own all were on rent.
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