How Do I Tell My Daughters?
How do I tell my daughters to Watch each step, lest they go deeper? Lest they carry heavier stones, Lest they take on the burdens of others, Lest they get crushed under their own? How do I tell my daughters that The branches they prune for others Become scars and never grow back; Like wombs that bleed lost dreams, Our sacrifices always go unseen? How do I tell my daughters, that Good intentions can drag you down? There’s no safety in the silent crowd; They'll always try to chain our bodies, but Humility and meekness let us drown? How do I tell my daughters that the Deeper you dig, the easier a coffin fits? That marching cheerfully, faithfully on In this world is often nothing more Than a long, drawn-out suicide run? How do I tell my daughters To even go on? ©2024 @StaceyBattlestheWorld