Fatherless

by Bella Melardi

God visits the iniquity of the father

Upon the daughter

Fatherless she is called

She is born a failure but he didn’t fail her

She is born giving but it is his first time living

Fatherless she is called

He’s only human but she’s a woman

Women gasp so men can breathe

Women ache so men can feel

She became her own monster

Accountability is the knife

That she stabs in the wounded

He can be a bad father

but she can’t speak up

Or else she’s a bad daughter

I learned how to survive

In a world that told me survival was a blade

Wound or be wounded

I am a monster

Due to my survival

That’s what I’m told

But if survival was a sin

We’d all be blasphemous

And this would be hell

And maybe there’s freedom in blasphemy

When you’re not hiding

Under the cloak of righteousness

I don’t want men to treat me as a woman

An instrument of pleasure

Or a problem to control

A woman is a weapon

Kept locked away and not loaded

To keep her safe

But if she wasn’t restricted

She could be more powerful

Than any man’s nightmares

I want to be okay

Live without these chains

I desire a pretty cage

Because the world tells me

I need to keep danger out

But danger sleeps next to me

And she tells me sweet lies

Like if I’m not what men want

I won’t ever be able to like myself at all

 

About the Author:

Bella Melardi is a poet and author. She attends OCADU. She writes about social justice and mental health. @poetluvs

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