Once upon a time, now envision this in your mind
Your mamma done pushed you outta her hips;
launched you from between her lips
There you were as you were some how categorized
a pure, an innocent child, fresh made
being, a stranger in this strange land,
ready to serve soylent green
You weren't known by any, nor did you know
Not one single being, not a soul, till they convinced you so
How you were an item they were entrusted to own;
killer catch phrases, like flesh of my flesh
bone of my bone, was all the evidence
you were ever shown
Some of them hit, others fed, but they
all demanded we believe what they said,
that we ignored the frustrations playing out
in their heads, in their hearts, tearing
them psychologically apart, trapped in an endless
emotional dark; that is the symbol they
bare as a mark
They proved we needed them as terrific tutors
And prepped us as children to consent
to out suitors; they pitched us heroes from ruthless
looters, malicious contaminators, & vicious polluters
They blinded us to this sadistic
fraud, by claiming dignity in the path they've trod,
by asserting sanity in their personification of god, in their
application of 'spare not the rod', They handed us over
with approving nods
Now we are married in this tragic state to
a dead. corpse of a useless mate, that
uses our own consent to veil their hate,
the same way they used our parents as the bait,
We are governed, measured, & owned
We are a bunch of little legal clones, like
a tottler whining about being full grown,
big kid status, After all our parents are so
glad they had us, it all can't be some
twisted lie, a slight of hand to trick the eye
I'd rather believe it then, than ever face that version of I
11/9/16
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