We Are Made into Jugglers

My mother did not go to college,

and was not expected

to earn bread and butter.

Yet, she had a housemaid

to help her with chores,

house, yard, dishes.

I have a PhD, double MS,

and most of my youth

went into hard studies,

midnight oil burning was necessary,

yet I do all chores mostly alone.

Destiny placed us

in an expensive place,

so, I need to earn.

I try, but there are little kids.

they want engagement,

make noise, throw tantrums.

Rage bubbles in me like rumbling lava,

you don’t demand it all

from one person,

we are here to enjoy life

while living with purpose,

body and mind have its limits.

Yet I fear, this is what

all women are going through

in these changing times,

we are made into jugglers,

and not expected to drop

our ball, bottles, or

whatever odd things,

we are tring to catch.