The World's B*****d Child

How pride and shame can destroy

I'm the unwed child of the world
Daddy don't want to recognize me
Momma wishes I was never born
Their parents never seem to want to talk about it
They look on mom and dad with scorn
So worried about their image in society
Concerned with what the Nielsen’s will say
Parents of the children with out of wedlock birth
Surely this accursed event will lower their worth

They all got together and hatched a plan
“I guess its birth was ok because it was planned”
They decided that my parents should marry
Because they said it's so wrong 
            to have and create a child out of wedlock
I wonder what Mary would have said
About those who say they are religious and pray
But when it comes time to practice
Their faith fades away

Well I grew in this forced home
Felt like it was made of cold steel
Mom and Dad never liked one another
And they cursed the day they met me
They could have left one another long ago
But they were so dedicated to what society said and thought
Couldn't think for themselves at all
So they cheated, lied and fought all the way
Until the day they finally decided to call it quits

Well I told them it's about time
That you need to transcend society
You wasted your lives and half of mine
Things could've been better, been so great
I could've been a happy child not filled with pain and hate
But you played with taboo and left me with the blame
The world's b*****d child, the world's shame
If only we had it to do over again
Would we choose the same path again

Author's Note

No reflection of my life, but a general observation of how we buy into status and apperance. When things go wrong, we tend to try and mend them (even though the imperfections are easy to see), instead of dealing with them. The effects of our blindness not only cause issues for us, but those we love/or bring into out deception.

Reviews

[Disa Sig]

The last for lines I love, they wrap the poem up nicely. I understand the story and it is well told, I would have liked to see words like "Mom" and "Dad" turned to Mother and father instead. Because the poem just feels so formal in all other ways.

But that's just me, maybe words like mom and dad are used to make it more like a child's point of view, but then the bigger words seem a little out of the map. But I liked it anyway. It's a good thing to write about.

I agree people tend to think too much of what others think.