Is this IT?

Is this truly IT?

Are we really meant to live this way?

My heart hurts and my chest heaves

My lungs feel full of lead

Every time I hear my babies beg me

“No, Mommy, don’t go!”

Another piece of my soul shrivels and dies

Due to the simple fact that I must PROVIDE

So that they can grow to PROVIDE

And their kids grow to PROVIDE

To nurture CAPITALISM and GREED

To be OVER-EDUCATED just to try to get ahead

So they can sacrifice their tiny souls to MISERY

When they deserve the titles of royalty

So they can be a part of CORRUPTION

Be a part of DISCRIMINATION

Why are women treated as OUTCASTS

When they decide not to grow a life

Just so that they can PAY and PAY and PAY

And be expected to nurture while also slowly dying inside

“Have a baby you’ll be fulfilled”

“You’ll enjoy that break when you go back”

No, these things are not true

And let me explain why

You cannot be fulfilled when those tiny hands cling

Rip at your clothes trying to get you to stay

Trying to rightfully claim you

To get you to be there to nurture

You cannot be truly fulfilled

When your heart cracks at the sight of that door

Their sweet little tear streaked faces

Begging for you to want them more than WORK

"Mommy, stay with me today and play!"

"Mommy, why do you like work more than me?"

They have no idea how much your heart yearns

To stay by their side and laugh the day away

What a luxury it would be

To be able to live such a life with them

To play with them outside all summer long

To kiss their booboos and cuddle close

Most importantly of all they don’t know

How much you truly wish to give them the world and more

But you can’t

You can’t because apparently this is IT

THIS corporate 9-5 is what is supposed to help them

You tell yourself they’ll grow and it won’t matter

But…it matters more than anything

When these babies look back

They may not remember every day you were there

But I can most certainly guarantee

They will remember nearly everyday you weren’t