What Makes a Woman
September 28, 2010
What makes ones decide that a life of a child is meaningles
A bump in the road that he or she wishes to go around and pretend does not exist
Tell me what the hell will make a woman
Remind you the one that carry her child for 9 months
Kept her child safe in the cocoon of her belly
Turn around and cause her precious life harm once he or she is born
Making the cares and concern of her friends and relationships a priority
Looking at her children as though they were visitors that overstayed their welcome
She dares not to be bothered that they cannot make decisions for themselves
Cannot take care of their daily needs such as food, clothing, education hell they are unaware as to even wash their ass
What the hell makes a woman decide that she cannot be bothered with motherhood when she is associating with her so called friends
From the time that precious gift is conceived us mothers are responsible for every hair on their head, every breathe that they take, every move that they make
How the hell a mother gonna decide that these things are weighing her down
So much so that she lock them a fucking closet so she can get her fucking swerve on
And then have the nerve to act as though her dumb as was force by the hand of the child to do this dumb ass act
Motherhood is a privilege. Not our right. We are vessels used to carry the lives that are born within us. We are not judge, jury and grim reaper.
Mother’s need to get a serving of act right and stop abusing our children, stop killing our children
Can you not feel the death within you when your child takes their last breathe
Just as woman is a man’s rib a child comes from their mother’s rib
What makes ones decide that a life of a child is meaningless
That the fact that they are helpless is a wrench in ones life
A bump in the road that he or she wishes to go around and pretend does not exist
Posted by Charlotte Poetryizme Langston.