Hindsight is always better it is said
always invoking in me the transgressions
in my past of the egregious kind
conceived into an ethnically diverse family
curious of the differences, yet both drawn
and repelled like a moth to a flame
one of only a handful of such families
in an all-white neighborhood
though I did not distinguish it
then
my reddish skinned father and white mother
craving more but for unspoken reasons
spoken in private understanding
she from impoverished beginnings
he in accepting only European roots
agreeing upon only one thing in union
the dictates of societal norms for me
a child of the female persuasion
that marriage is best accepted sooner
than later & children are part of the
sanctioned outcome
but mind you if such an arrangement
is not a path upon which you wish to tread
then only professions of nursing
and teaching will suffice
for creativity in writing or artistic endeavor
will never sustain you in living
and you would know this
in hindsight
now in hindsight I only understand that
not everything that comes before
is better than that which
comes later
in hindsight I wish I had known that
choosing the passion of your heart
over being accepted
is what my path
Should
Have
Been
© Renee Espriu May 2019
Photo Taken From Public Domain Pictures & Created As Art
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