I have a good memory.
Just sometimes I forget where that important document is
(because I haven’t needed it for a while)
or can’t remember the next task I needed to do.
Lists and calendars are very important these days.
I probably wouldn’t get anything done.
Unless it is to tell you about some silly trivia tidbit
that has nothing to do with the situation at hand.
Do I recognize the number?
Is it identified?
Unknown remains unanswered.
Long distance only if I call them.
Scammers will not leave messages.
So now I just have to remember to check the voice mail more often.
Our bodies need to rest.
We need the time to heal.
Yet, many of us push ourselves
and ignore the signs of lack of sleep.
Whether for work or personal reasons
We need to relearn how to sleep.
What laws are just?
Who gets to decide?
Where does society fit in?
Why are we hanging on to outrageous laws?
Sentencing a person based on criteria
that was never relevant
is what get us into trouble now.
We sometimes are spicy.
We are not always nice.
We are made individually.
No one can tell us to be sweet
If we do not wish to be.
We are the little girls
who are girls.
Not sugar and spice
or everything nice.
I do not believe I can do this.
It wasn’t the right time.
I was out of place.
No one will believe me.
Who would want to talk to me?
I’m just having a bad day.
every day is a bad day.
Choosing an outfit
Is like trying to decide
if you should wear a plastic rainsuit
or a sundress with an umbrella hat.
The criteria used
Is based on the wrong gender.
You have known for years
That something was different about you.
Your thoughts, your actions
Your decisions were based on trying to fit in.
Be a good citizen
And society will accept you.
But the truth is
You will never be accepted
Because you are not normal.
You know the diagnosis you should have.
Yet the physician, therapist or psychiatrist
All base your symptoms
On research that never took in to consideration
That you are female.
We are equal
But that does not mean
We are the same.
A baseball player
Does not have the skill set to play football.
In the Halo ring above us
We wait for the signs.
Attacks come from seemingly nowhere.
Yet we all know they are coming.
So we watch and we worry
about the coming storm.
A slough of words
Spill across the headstone.
The intention is clear.
The deceased could not care less.