Matthew is in a tight spot

To articulate the thoughtsThat arise in me.To utter the wordsThat a motherYearns to hearFrom her beloved daughter.To sing a melodyFor my fatherWho earnestly wishesTo hear the golden voiceOf his very own.I always love to listenTo the endless queriesOf my little brotherI knowI answered them so wellBut he seemedNot to understand.No one will ever knowThe deepest…

They say,‘Nothing’.When you inquire‘What do you want’?They answer,‘We do not know’.When you tell them‘This is what you gonna do’.They quickly say,‘We absolutely know’.I was onceA pubescentAnd my favorite line was‘What else can I do ‘?Oh, the PubescentsTheir livesAre full of wonders.Copyright 2017, Rose Marie Juan-Austin, All Rights Reserved

It can unlock an avenueWhere our tears we shedWill lead us to thatRiver of happiness.Copyright 2020, Rose Marie Juan-Austin, All Rights Reserved

And enduring as youImprisoned under the clutchesOf Mother SoilYet neverA single sighLeaped through the air.You swirl and swing with the windAnd bowed to any kind of stormYou always look up for the raysOf the Mother SunWith sheer delightPraying to give you more lightYou catch all the tears from heavenEven if it will causeYour fall and…

Into a whirlpool of despairAnd hardships.Copyright 2019, Rose Marie Juan-Austin, All Rights Reserved

Embellished and styledIn an elaborate mannerWith a hole in my bosomAnd in between my thighsUnbecoming of a fine lady.I was subjectTo mockeryOn account of what you clothed mePeople walked with outstretched necksAnd spitWhenever they see me.Honor is a rightIt attaches to the core of my beingAkin to right of lifeIt gives breath to lifeIt signifiesThe…