March 3 2012
6
03
/03
/March
/2012
22:03
Have it your way
I’ll shed my imprudent dreams of infancy
worthless delusions of invention
Exchange them for maturities hollow hopes
post-adolescent mundane trivialities
In youth, you gorged my ego with nonsense,
absurd ambitions, untenable goals
Made me think success was achievable, attainable,
essential to gaining your approval
Have it your way
I’ll whore myself out for your corporate desires,
your insatiable lust for control
Trade the fleeting moments of my precious life,
for eight dollars fifty-cents an hour
So you can call me an asset to societies cause,
responsible, dependable, manageable
Then you will respect me, when I’m working 9 to 5,
Slaving toward my peers acceptance
Have it your way
The nubile, sensuous features of pubescence fades,
I’ve lost your envious admiration
No longer can I elude the consequences of time,
womanhood beckons, motherhood calls
Only in childhood do you allow us the luxury of desire,
now I must cower to your limitations
Imagination is to be left behind, buried in it’s grave,
until senility resurrects it, too late to matter
Share this post
/fdata%2F4932568%2Favatar-blog-1259089927-tmpphp33NhdC.jpg){kind=avatar}
/fdata%2F4932568%2F%2Favatar-user-4241855-tmpphpcDbm3b.jpg){kind=avatar}