Love was everywhere
In high school
girls and boys made babies
but boys would say
“It's not my baby”
girls with big bellies
looked a fool
with no baby daddy.
in my heart, I said
“I'm not falling in love
with a boy
or having sex”.
“he won't treat me that way”
“No” was my favorite word
ever since first grade”.
Comments
This has succinct power and truth
How can I say one poem was good and the other was bad?
You can hear it yourself in the reading aloud.
Yes indeed I hear you and see your point
I wrote this a month ago within a lengthy rant poem that the other poem is part of. I revised this small part of it for posting. Glad you like. I'll revise the other but it's a different poem intended to rhyme so I'll need to think on it. I'm glad you critiquing my work.