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*Cosmic Mist*

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"Slut" they say as they pass me by, walking their white collared, BMW-driving arses reight past me with that "oh-so high-and-mighty-i'm-better-than-you" look on their faces.
"How could she have a child so young, when she herself is so young? "
"It must be a lack of discipline!"
"She must be too rebelious for her parents to handle!"
"She obviously must sleep around!"
"She obviously doesn't use contraception..."
"Look at how she's holding that child! Someone should report her to the authorities and have that child placed in a family that understands how to look after children properly!!"

... and though all the stares, comments, and accusations, i continue walking. I walk past the intolerant fools, knowing that their opinions are meaningless, because they do not even try to understand. They see us, and assume the worst.
I guess it doesn't really bother me - i'm used to social stimatisms. I just look down into the beautiful big blue eyes of my 5 month old baby brother and hug him so that he knows who i am, and that i will never ever leave him....
 
Im glad this is the first poem for me t read tonight, its set a good mood for me :)
you ended a poem that could have turned out so hateful and bitter in such a beautiful way, none of those people, always too quick to judge, can touch you when you have a love like that to make you strong against their words...
I just look down into the beautiful big blue eyes of my 5 month old baby brother and hug him so that he knows who i am, and that i will never ever leave him.... stunning! thankyou for this, you have put a huge smile on my face
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[ 29 July 2002: Message edited by: harraser ]
 
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