by Barbara Lynn Terry
I am walking away from all the bad
things that are making me sad.
I was told in a word, not to be
the very essence that Is me.
Even though she pretended to accept
the male to female concept,
she still did not find me whole,
the girl that is my soul.
She kept telling me I was inept,
her woman I was to be kept
under her male ego domination
giving a superior connotation.
She thought I could be taught
how to be a submissive tart
but she had no idea I could not,
and would not, play that part.
So back to single I go,
taking things at the ready,
and going slow, so as not to stub my toe
and my journey deliberate and steady.