Imperfect

Silken skin, flinching to the beat

of harsh tones and words remembered.

Childhood conditioning , you can't compete.

Years of negative images rendered.

Her heart broken, and spirit surrendered.

No rewind, erase, or publishing edit.

Destroyed by parents who just don't get it.

Imperfect attempts to raise them right.

Respect and honor, words often spoken

but with no definition, or insight.

Demanding a facade, a wrested token

from perfection flawed and broken.

Innocents standing on ancestral err,

locked in memories, living solitaire.

copyright 2009 Tamera Dobbins