Kids
Are Accessories
The girl with the colorful heart
couldn’t resist feeling remorse.
She knew.
She was wrong to blame the child
for taking away her liberty
Marrying the boy just because
she feared being perpetually alone
and having children, lots of them
to prove she had a purpose
Now 28 years old and alone and exhausted because
Boys and girls don’t stay boys and girls for long.
Kids in society tend to be accessories
how many kids can you fit inside your house
that sits quietly on the cul-de-sac?
Kids make lovely decorations and trophies in America’s eyes.
I am not going to go into the details of why I wrote this or what I intend for it to mean. That is strictly up to my readers. I believe all of you are intelligent and creative enough to decipher your own unique meaning and/or opinions. All I can say, is that my poetry is super special to me. It's a part of me and it can never be separated from me. It's an unbreakable bond. We all process the world differently, and for me writing is how I make sense of the crazy and oftentimes confusing world around me. Paper does not judge me for asking so called "stupid questions". (which by the way, I firmly believe no question is ever stupid. We are all learning at our own pace, and a work in progress) So enjoy and/or agree/disagree. I leave my intention and the meaning of this work completely open for interpretation.
XOXO
Chloe
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