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  • Writer's pictureJacqueline Le Sueur

On the matter of choice

Updated: Jan 30, 2020

Born of love

one likes to think

They never told you


Actions speak louder than words


Their actions told of no love unspoken

But instead

of resentment and anger

that you came into the world


Like a broken record


You didn't understand

You thought it all a mistake

They didn't belong to you

You came from someone else


But that was just denial

You didn't want to believe

that those who brought you forth

could be so cruel


"Sticks and stones will break my bones

but words will never hurt me."

Childhood mantra


Lies


Words strike the deepest wound

Cut through the layers

no wall impenetrable


Imprinted

in permanent ink


Or so you thought


Time moves on

death

age

illness

change the matrix


In your darkest hour

you think

"Can I forgive?

Can I forget?"


And then the demons came

travelling on the wings of death


A seemingly endless

drug-induced battle against illness

surgery on surgery

medevacs


"Come on," you say

"I can beat you all."


Bravado

but actually the truth


Demons equal rubbers


Triumph over them...

patterns, imprints erased


Enter step mother - stage right

Rug pulled

world upside down again


But you allowed it


Time stops for no man

Or woman

Age

More surgery


Mirrors


Thankful for all past events

They molded you

to the person you are


Give thanks with open heart

to he and she

For all their deeds


Their words didn't hurt you

They fertilised you

You blossomed


Build the bridge


He is old

He is your father

No denying it


Tell him you love him

With unfettered heart

And forgiveness in your voice


Be



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