Ever since I was a girl my own mother vowed
I must find the way to power through a noble brow
I married once for love then my senses came
I must marry for the stature of my husband’s name
Onto marriage number two I knew what I had to do
and my poor husband fell ill in a year or two
solved problem number one
now to problem number two
His doe eyed little girl with gentle point of view
Would I ship her off to school
No!
I told her if she stayed that she’d have to earn her keep and so she became the maid!
She was lazy!
She was Crazy!
She was talking to the mice!
She was hopelessly naive,
so she had to pay the price.
I moved her to the attic out of sight and out of mind.
I could have thrown her out,
but I’m benevolent and kind Mother,
your heart’s too big for you!
I knew what I had to do.
After all,
difficult children will take advantage of your good nature.
So,
you lock them up.
Throw away the key!
There’s one on every family tree.
Ungrateful!Hateful!Vile too!
The things she put you through!
Break their spirit so they obey!
Now they’ll do anything you say Maybe you’d call it cruel but others would call it love.
Tough Love!