Shame, Shame, Shame: For Mommy

I was born into a generation of women

who fed themselves

Last

To ensure that their babies went to bed with full stomachs

These women

whom were touched before their

"Time"

Only to be classified as 

Fast or

Loose

By the men who were supposed to protect them

Realizing too late 

That their absence

negligence and

lusts

Created these beautiful monsters

Addicted to the finer things in life

Only to afford 

Food stamps

WIC milk and

Gobment cheese

These women

who worked

3 jobs to keep

3 children fed and clean

Considered less than 

Their friends who decided to get married

and stand by their philandering husbands

Who absolutely love to 

Creep 

with women like them

Never attaining the 

TLC 

they needed to keep them from chasing

Waterfalls

pretending that the 

Red Light Special

was all that they had to offer

I was born into a generation of women

who fed themselves

Last

to ensure that their children went to bed with a full stomach

Because the shame of being a single mother

was unbearable

So they fasted for 

Penance

unwilling to sentence their children to their personal 

Purgatory of

He said

She said