Recycle Bin

I would never bear a child
Because someone abused me
By denying me a uterus.
Toyed with intentions
And molded a fleshy lump
That hardens to its own indulgence.
I would never adopt a child....
Scared, fraught with apprehensions. But I do
Cherish the tiny digits
Scrolling my skin.....
I cannot protrude a lactating breast
To quench a child’s parched throat.
My milk would never be squelched by cribbing mouths
I have to sit resentfully in a corner
Seat and feign a man’s happiness.
My sisters wrap their children in a divine
Womanly cover....glowering at me.
Have you ever seen a man so ashamed of manliness?

I envied and stayed there.
Like I always will.