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Tuesday, July 25, 2006
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Girl Child
Current mood: angry
Category: Writing and Poetry
Girl Child
Girl child can stop
crying
whining,
"I dont want to"
now
I know
she didnt want to be
Who the world made her be:
dressed in frills
lacy dresses, stockinged feet
love a man
always eat meat.
Go go go
early bird gets the worm
I don't mind early
who wants worms?
I don't want to
please those who-
hoard riches
distrust those who love
I don't want to
sacrifice any part of my being
for your narcissistic pleasure.
I don't want to
Be a business woman
Be wealthy on anothers terms
Be a proper woman by societys low standards.
I don't want to
Be anybody but me.
Change yourself.
Leave me alone.
©Joy Robin Whitley (7/25/06)
11:41 AM
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