Feelings OF THE NIGHT

So last night I felt very down because of the situation of the careless man (well just one careless man) and it got me thinking of the things I see every day. (i.e. all the women who have the survive on their own and raise a child on their own, for all or some part of their child's life!) I think men and women both should take full responsibility for what they brought onto this earth and not let another women, man, job, choice, whatever affect them from taking care of it. So here is my poem I wrote (if you do not know me well, I warn you of the poetry I write. Its always good, different, but sometimes I am so angry and its the best way to get things out!)

The Cycle “He” Causes

Man and Women

Attractions of qualities, both physical and mental

Bring them to meet

Introductions start the conversation

Which soon leads to more

Phone number exchange

Communication and questions come next

Interests come about

They have something in common

Dating comes next

Which is then followed by affection

This then leads to sex

Its fun for a while

You don’t think thoroughly

And then a surprise comes about

You’re bodies not the same

You ignore it at first

Then the feeling gets worse

The stick says Positive

And now life has changed

But who has to stay strong

The woman is the home for that baby

What she eats, drinks, does

Affects that baby

The woman has to, from that day forward

Change her every day activities

And think of baby first

Man is just on the outside

No change is required

He continues down the same path

Woman stays strong

Tries to hold on

Although she feels so much weaker that way

9 months down the line

If he is still there

He most likely hasn’t changed

Man stays around to try

But things get hard

Emotions, Hormones, Crying, New Life

Too much to handle

He leaves

Moms alone

Baby with no father

Mom struggles, sacrifices

Stays strong

For both baby and her

Man is off doing his thing

No change has come about

No emotions, no care

Why are we so different

Why is women so strong

And man is so weak

Why does women hold on

While man lets go

Why is it so easy for Man to leave

And so hard for women to do so

Too many men, not enough dads

Too little women, more then enough moms

Too many children, with only one

It’s not right to bring something

Or make something

You’re not ready to take care of

Man and Women

So Different

Why wouldn’t god have made us the same?

At the very end

Baby struggles, which turns into child

Then teen and adult

Then that same baby

Now adult, has pain

And is down the same road as “Mom”