GOING INSIDE...To hide

There he is
Creature so big and tall
But Mama will keep me safe
....from ALL...

I'll just rest
On her breast
Drinking in the elixir of her soul
She loves me
I'm her destiny
Her presence surrounds my hole

His armor
His power lurks overhead
If he touches me
I'll be dead

Mama holds me
On her lap
Her hands stroke my hair
In her eyes
Hope appears 
And I no longer care

I'm walking
He's talking
I want my Mama.....

I'm talking
He doesn't hear
He touched me
With his hand...I learned fear

Why do I have a cave
Why does he have a rod
Where is Mama, hope
Who is THIS god

Mama isn't coming
When did she leave...me
I know she hears my screams
But she turns, and I see

....I must hide...inside

Am I a me
Or was I a part of her...shattered soul
Either way
With this dark cave, I'm sentenced to death...
.......nowhere to grow
....................how will I be whole

My company grew, inside
No one likes alone
In the hidden
I've made myself a very nice home

It's a place where all my people hear
They listen to my every command
And they yell at me
When I demand....silence

I've decided, to stay here
And stop hoping for change
Armored men surround me
Some are known, but most are strange

Love can't heal this hole
Don't ask me to know
Men....
Who never care to listen
To little girls who glisten
For them

The call of the Wild.....ahOOOOO!!!!

Written by Trudy Schrader on 12-08-2017


Note: This is dedicated to the baby boomers who were forced to marry before their childhood had even begun, motherhood thrusts upon their wombs while they, themselves, called for their mothers. The cry of humanity, know me, hear me, love me, for who I am, not how I can be useful for someone's agenda.