Men, Women & Children-Nothing Like Being a Child!

"INSPIRATION STATION"

(Reader, whenever you see "Inspiration Station", you know a poem is sure to follow.)

NOTHING! LIKE BEING A CHILD!

By Ms. Meetta Martin

From her book, "You Can't Say That!";

Poetry to Strengthen, Heal and Encourage"~ (2002)

Today did not feel like a good day!

I have never felt so lost as I feel now,

Well, maybe not since I was a child!

Back then, like now, I did not always have anyone to lovingly hold my hand.

It is amazing how I got to be who I am!

But there was nothing like being a child,

with my parents running wild!

At age ten and even younger,

(I remember even being 7 when this would happen!)

I was left home alone to fend for myself against the unknown.

Momma used to say, "Don't open the door and don't answer the phone.

Don't let anyone know you are here alone.

I'll only be gone a few minutes, you know what trouble is,

so don't you get in it!"

She was usually gone for more than just a few minutes!

Sometimes, a couple of hours were more like it!

I was so afraid back then, that I would just stay in the front of our big house

and set myself up in the window waiting for Momma to come home again.

I was so afraid, that I wouldn't go to pee until I couldn't hold it anymore!

Top the bathroom I'd run as fast as I could, then I'd run back out to the front again!

I used to wonder,

how my mother could leave me all on my own!

A small child, a prisoner in my own home.

In my home,

there was nothing like being a child.

Alone and scared with my whole world running wild!

After my Dad left my Mom, nothing was the fun or safe anymore!

My Mom was working somewhere to get the rent.

Often times she worked 1 and 2 jobs!

Other times she would just be hanging out with friends.

sometimes, my brothers and me, went a day or two

without even seeing her!

I was mad at her!

How COULD SHE LEAVE HER PRECIOUS BABY GIRL ALONE or

WITH THESE BOYS!

Though they were my brothers, they couldn't be trusted!

I didn't ask to be here!

My parents chose, so why didn't they take care?

There is nothing like being a child with your parents running wild!

Jumping back to my adult feelings and how my day is going,

makes me know I was blessed to keep growing!

When it comes to family, and caring for their kids,

I cannot tell anyone how to be.

I can only tell you what I see!

Hurt, pain dealt by my family's hands.

It hurt when my Dad up and ran away!

The reason? My Mom really didn't say back then.

I simply did not understand it!

I just felt left behind. Betrayed.

Neglected.

Parents concentrating on self, neglecting a family!

I may not know the absolute correct way to deal with marriage problems,

and care for a family, but the the way I was raised...

I absolutely do not recommend it!

Though the adults hurt,

The children also suffer and have to deal with it!

There is NOTHING LIKE being a child

with your parents running wild!

"Talk" with you later! Meetta