Patches of old mending anew

Patches of old mending anew

A Poem by Kunda

They start out young, dressing dolls
See them now, feeding homes

They start out young, though not quite sure
Smiling always, hearts so pure

Some set out young, fighting for acceptance
Battling cruel society, for that one single chance

Praying behind closed doors,
for society to open an ear to their calls

They realise late and older, taking "their place"
That greedy society gives nothing more and non or less

Grown a little older, they are thought to have given in
Yet they grew a lot wiser, for in their young they set new meaning

Their young ones young, take life as it comes
Knowing not, how hard these women faced times

Those that started out so young, dressing dolls
Now old and seen it all, sit knitting clothes
Clothing the very society, that in their face shut doors

© 2015 Kunda

Author's Note

When it rains, it pours! Be as truthful as you can be

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Added on August 4, 2015
Last Updated on August 4, 2015



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