Happy Mother's Day
Happy Mother’s Day
(this is not a “nice” poem…
do not send this to your mother,
without reading…twice)
I want to be the picture on the cartoon.
The milk box for the lost.
I want to be forgotten and left behind.
I don’t want you to remember,
that I am here at all,
so you will not give me…
to him.
When I am old enough,
I will run and hide.
No one will find me,
in the hole.
There are spiders,
but they do not bite…
me. (whispered in small voice… )
They are my heroes,
in life. (stronger tones)
Now you can not hurt me, (fierce)
You have not won.
I hate you more now,
and less now,
then I did then.
You matter little, except when they ask…
Who is your mother?
What is her name?
I grow mute, as I refuse to “claim” the shame,
of all that you gave, and all that it cost,
to be named as yours.
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