THE TWO WOMEN
here worked. Your mom did too.
her husband her livelihood was not
time she felt too satiated she got a divorce
spite of lonesome children, without remorse.
there did not work, so didnít my mom.
depended on her husband everything from.
time he felt dissatisfied he took a new wife
disregard of her and the kidsí helpless life.
kids, you and I, didnít have a nearby dad.
male parentís absence caused us to be sad.
our moms had to find each another mate;
fake fathers only made us dislike or hate.
the mothers had new kids with new men;
we had half-brothers and half-sisters then,
and step-sisters, not to mention:
Flesh-and-blood with not sank
privations we had to suffer in our infancy
the grief we got was mental
grew up with
that legacy they bore.
tragedy repeated as
it used to be
it is now time for us to put on our cloaks
to play the roles of our old
with science, technology, soar like
revolution, women rights, children rights.
teenagers, juvenile single mothers,
babies, HIV and AIDS, and others.
think of the same plight for our own kids
choices should we try to make our bids?
civilization is so absorbing a sphere:
gals there have followed the girls
would instinctively take part in such evil
of any social or moral retrieval.
advocate those who appeal to ethical values,
have lived their lives in the due avenues,
young ladies with abstinence pledge fresh:
Independent from the flirts and from the flesh.