Adopted Life

They say not to look back,

But it was all a mistake.

It should never have happened,

it happened that way.

My whole life there were things I lack,

No place, none of my people.

No mother, no father. Might I have had siblings, a family?

No roots to give me ground.

What I became due to having been captive, by the childless. and what i found, an autocratic system of a narcissistic society.

What has become of me?

Nothing, nothing of worth

What if otherwise was my birth?

Out of my birthgiver, a mother of my own.

And a younger sister, a life no longer alone.

Learned to sing, I might have been a star.

There’s no telling in this other life how far.

I would have gone, where I wanted to go.

Never having chosen the safe and insoltated.

Taking risks we must take, personal power consolidated.

I could have been a leader, instead

Always in second place;

In home, in the world, and in my heart.

It’s just a start,

In this Adopted Life.

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Kilmer Poetics Journal