April 01, 2004

Requiem for a Sandwich Plate

Emasculation doesn’t need a scalpel.
I’d never even heard the word -
yet at ten I recognised the signs.
Watched you shrivel before my eyes,
become subservient.

Denying guilt by silence,
you let me take the blame,
watched while I was kicked
for refusing to admit
the fault was mine.

Fine porcelain shards
severed the link
'tween child and parents.
Was a broken plate worth
the loss of love?

You both grew weak…
but I grew strong.

Vickie Bowman - copyright 2004

Posted by Midus at 03:07 PM