They only thought they knew me.


LOVE AS A WEAPON

My first husband
Hitched by tradition
Played the woman-wife role
Cooked, cleaned and toy

My way of living
Never outside the vision
Doing what has always been
Have baby get fat

My folks used love as a weapon
Made threats if I didn't do
Double the trouble if I did
What difference would it make
A lost cause, love as a weapon

My first husband
I stood two of three
Seen and seldom heard
Even made love in silence

My plan to exit here
Saved penny by penny
Played the role of all okay
Took flying lessons at night

My folks used love as a weapon
Made threats if I didn't do
Double the trouble if I did
What difference would it make
A lost cause, love as a weapon

Love is love
A weapon a weapon
Love is love
A weapon a weapon
Love is love



Copyright, Nina Lee coauthor Obtuse Angle 2013
All rights reserved by author(s) 2013




Poetry by Nina Lee
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Written on 2013-02-22 at 22:14

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