Shanny - Poem by Randy McClave
Shanny didn't want to become a mother
Robert didn't want to become a dad,
They just wanted to have fun and live together
Then without thought or caring a child together they had.
Shanny blamed the pregnancy upon Robert
And of course Robert gave Shanny all of the fault,
Pregnancy prevention the woman is always the expert
And Shanny could have always told Robert, "no" or to "halt".
Shanny was pregnant and she was also scared
As this was the same way that she entered into this world,
Being a mother and taking that responsibility she was despaired
As her life and youth in her child will be unfurled.
Shanny didn't believe in marriage or its institution
She has loved and has been in love with many men, many times before,
Now she wished she was married or knew of total absolution
But, she didn't and now she is afraid of being known as a whore.
Shannys life was taught to her by her watching
She did what she saw and was never told what not to do,
The same life and troubles will also be shown to her offspring
Being chaste or independent or responsible she found not to be true.
Jim and Frank and Lester they too didn't want to be a father
And of course Shanny didn't want to be a mother once again,
Raising a child to them all was just trouble and a bother
And no man wanted to be a step-father or an uncle or their kin.
Shannys stomach again went from a bump to a lump to a hump
And once again she is no mans responsibility or their spouse,
She walks with her children shaking her rump
While she looks for another man to share her children and his house.
A wife gives fellowship, companionship, and mutual help and comfort
She has her one man, a father and a husband always at her side,
Shanny knows only of lies and loneliness one night stands and distort
And like her mother she will never have a husband at her side.
Randy L. McClave
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