Tell This To Our Guests

ThePhoenix

I was a child who tried running away

 What is so humorous about that? 

You tell the story again and again

And entertain our guests

You tell the memory as you remember it

Which is far from correct

I corrected you once

Yet you still seem to forget

my backpack I used that day

I exited the gate 

And made my way down the street

I was a child 

So of course I turned to see 

If anyone came for me

My heart shattered 

no one came for me

Nowhere to go 

I sat with tears in my eyes

My mother came out

You think I would be relieved

I tried to flee 

Her hands found my backpack

I was too late 

I kicked and cried 

Past our neighbor we went

I wonder what went through his mind..

Did he hear my cries as I went inside?

Or like my siblings

Did he not care

My mother took me to my room

A brush she held in her hand

Quite glad it wasn't the belt

Didn’t change a thing

It hurt the same

Now go ahead 

Tell that to our guests

I was a child who tried runny away

What is so humorous about that?

-Phoenix

 

  • Author: ThePhoenix (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 17th, 2021 22:44
  • Comment from author about the poem: My father likes to tell his side of stories to our guests and I thought it would be time to share my side.
  • Category: Family
  • Views: 14
  • Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek
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  • L. B. Mek

    What an exemplary utilisation of Poetry's ability for sharing and unloading our frustrations and
    would-be, Silenced opinions!
    keep voicing your Truth
    while mapping your path, to acceptance and growth
    knowing, the things that happen to you
    won't be the factors: that Define
    You!
    (thanks for sharing, keep that mighty Pen
    aspiring, curating - the future
    you want to make for yourself.
    Not in terms of success
    more, in terms of sculpting
    and owning
    your sense: of Self!)

    • ThePhoenix

      Thank you! Telling my truth means the world to me. I'll most definitely treasure your feedback.



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