I was born into a generation of women
who fed themselves
Last
To ensure that their babies went to bed with full stomachs
These women
whom were touched before their
"Time"
Only to be classified as
Fast or
Loose
By the men who were supposed to protect them
Realizing too late
That their absence
negligence and
lusts
Created these beautiful monsters
Addicted to the finer things in life
Only to afford
Food stamps
WIC milk and
Gobment cheese
These women
who worked
3 jobs to keep
3 children fed and clean
Considered less than
Their friends who decided to get married
and stand by their philandering husbands
Who absolutely love to
Creep
with women like them
Never attaining the
TLC
they needed to keep them from chasing
Waterfalls
pretending that the
Red Light Special
was all that they had to offer
I was born into a generation of women
who fed themselves
Last
to ensure that their children went to bed with a full stomach
Because the shame of being a single mother
was unbearable
So they fasted for
Penance
unwilling to sentence their children to their personal
Purgatory of
He said
She said