Monday, December 17, 2012

There Was a Young Woman

There Was a Young Woman
 by Debra Kraft
c 2008

There was a young woman who lived like a mop.

She had too many children but could not seem to stop.

She let men control her, even call her a whore.

She’d just lower her eyes and clean up the floor.

Then one day her children grew up to be men.

All tall and broad shouldered, they came to defend

Their much beloved mother, the queen of their nest.

Until justice was served, they just would not rest.

They targeted cowards who called women whores.

They pummeled and beat them ‘til blood soaked the floor.

When mother found out she did not make them stop.

She just lowered her eyes, and picked up her mop.

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