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I mom later I pop

We all ourselves are dual personalities
by day like one
and night the second when

We were born as in a nubile tube
the foetus took 15 days
to decide
gal or guy
that's why half our lives we are one parent
then the second half the other

Some are like pops first
some moms
later they reverse

See your friends and parents
and note behavioural difference

I am now the second parent
first one shall still remain a secret

KEEP GUESSING!!!!!

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alexander the greek had all.
behind them...napolean cleopatra
kings all had powerful women
the alpha way...
like wolves...

cult leaders same..but most cults
crumble..too much self and ego
but they rise
throwing what they fear into the
fires...
books...people...state.
resulting in smouldering rubble
like Berlin..
elite intel and wealthy like stalin

trump the new world order
frankly i think its good
and impossible to try to
sew up the tattered republic
of united states...like russia
its the wealthy paying off to
maintain control
hes always the man who backed
the trans woman in his basically
bought up pagent they kick him
about...so he went into the dressing
rooms....
guys a billionaire
the great fear is if some new attack
happens which it will then he can
take executive order...
and then see what happens
if he is not taken out or impeached
which i doubt...
all wealth will be hauled in
intel people..stripped
people marked...
mccarthy days in the not too
distant past same deal was
done..outlaw all excess of the
right wing value system
free thinking a danger
like berlin was in twenties
hauled everyone away
come forties
but too many...like french
revolution times
the meek inherited all of
that...les miserable

too many guns..too many
pocket home growns with
radios intel...following

worked for factions run by
the moms and pops
big families with much power
gender was not an issue
the seventies got women
in power..in fams where they
were doing it all anyway
for the most...
although met women who
plied their craft well
the hustler men paying it all
for them....met the women
and they were good...even
i admit drawn into their ways
it was good....
they worked that part of it
hard

my glbt friends were all up
in management..gov jobs
or lawyers...and not just
any...Bay Street..
politics..sex...power...
dangerous mix...
as always through the ages

and its been shown the people
that say they are female but born
male or say they are male born
female actually have brains that
are physically structured to their
gender they feel...

I see Jazz has a new doll out
on market....
hundred bucks a pop
move over barbie

I know isreali's...women specialists
who loaded the f-16's not just IDF
women fighters..
gorgeous...leave it to me to know
them...loved their hugs...little bright
spinners...

when i worked bars..sober..
met alll the top techs...movers and
shakers...like nam...all sides worked
at resting on weekends...girls working
for all...dealers working for all...
the tenacity of existance and balance
like a wild west mining town late eighteen
hundreds...end of expansionism...cattle
drives..reigning in the natives...land
take over..people industry boom for
mining the wealth etc...

my contacts always mentioned i should
go to vegas.....i got a staff shirt from
a good connect there..california surfer
company wear...GOTCHA..a black shirt
with blue stripe alah sixties early...
and then wore the SCREAMING EAGLE
hoodie when the company first opening
in montreal 91...loved those gifts..
blah blah..its been a life...

if we have freedom now its because it
was fought for us...
but the liberalism is on the wane
i was lucky enough to be brought up too
speed by the young connects i have
and maintain my chums of the ruling
class..

survival....lets thrive and survive...

Mr Wolf!

thesaurus you alone are...

My poetry concentrates
on human behavior

only a man
during his first half life
behaves like a man- like his pop

and
then during the second half
he characterizes his mom

and vice versa for women

Hope the rest will understand
how human mind and genes work
for a span of say
70 to 90 years.
Amen

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struggling through the latter years here
had good parents...spoiled us
and we lived in the middle of their upheavals
at this stage its about survival
compromises
and the random suprises
aging.....choice by partners

I didnt..our mother kept us really close
my brother younger..more adaptive and
ambitious recieved much backing
but he was more into things then I...
sisters worked double jobs
but they were good to us despite us
being the Boyz for our father
..it was not fragmented that much

we were not allowed to go hunting
although we she left I did go north
with him to adventure on the work
train crews...my brother also...
he was a foreman on bank widening
north ontario....was good times
and worked with my step dad in toronto
at the johnston and matheys refinery
one summer....he was head of the
silver gold furnace area..fine work
all I did was cut off sterling silver bars
count inventory...do the odd night shift
stamping bars etc..easy peasy..

i was a mix of both and enough freedom
to be myself......the maternal mothering thing
yes....I am doing all skills she taught me for
these girls who had a rough go but a father
that was strict but loving..money..help etc..
I was good at and enjoyed the sewing cooking
cleaning..laundry finding in it the reasons my
mother maintained these positions cause
we were taught by twelve how to do all this
why at twelve my mom gone to better partner
life..I could hold down the house while my dad
worked months away...enough food...booze
contacts in village it just rolled...cut grass...
keep pump maintained...manned the phone
visit friends with a house and cottage on a
lake nearby for meals...comradseship
and my little jobs for the old camps on the lake
cutting grass...trimming trees..raking lawns...
painting etc..
coin for magazines..books...when old enough
at proper age..could buy beer..and when dad
was at home...shopping...errand runs for him
and his driver...

he tinkered with some things but not a carpenter
or electrician or mechanic....he would rather pay
someone....in his upbringing they had to do all
that...including the wood stove thing so we had
oil furnace....
mom was afraid of guns....although we were raised
with em...not toys....tools...weapons...respect
and water...so rare we got to go on fishing trips
either...and anywyay they were his baby and mom
had her nurse doctor gatherings parties she enjoyed
we had cartoons pizza from sisters babysitting
school...wasnt a bad early life...

the girls were daddies girls ....of all step fathers
i was the better one....creative..jumped in to join
them on their trip...run errands...give the extra
like I still do here.....

I see the women doing food runs for their men
laying down the all.....would be nice to have that
but ive been independent for years on and off
and the slave notion is not my cup of tea..i like
point people....think on the fly....
brilliance..and balls to cut it at the top...

today tired from walking....going off the shit
re adjusting my sleep schedule
going over my station in life and how its really
in need of a new work...
but its been let go far too long...

i have this great freedom
but been stripped down to the bare minimum
which I love....less drama....less haulage
and got my own room which I need today
and will walk over there for some rest
peace..close the door and its all my space
television...nuker for tea...
shower....books..sleep...

spring is awesome here.....
next will be gardening weather...

..

hope your experiences all shall share
and
their own lives compare.
good day esker

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