Familia
My mother used to be,
A mother. then she turned
into a perplexed woman;
Now, she is a confused Human.
My father used to be,
A father.
A respected instructor;
A dutiful father (hah);
A well-concerned husband( hah).
But now,
A human with no end.
My brother,
Never used to be, a brother,
Once a boy with curiosity,
Then a teen who was thrown into the ocean,
Then an adult with hope, love, and something more.
Now, my brother is, a brother.
Dutiful, respectful, and obedient.
With no Curiosity,
With no hope,
And no something more.
My sister,
My sister...
Used to be lively,
Used to be with love,
Used to be with something more.
Then my used-to-be mother
And used to be a father
Cared so much for "the right thing to do"
They erased what "used to be".
And Me, dear old me...
Writing from six feet under,
I used to be alive.
14/06/24
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