What Do You Want To Be When You Grow Up?

You’ve been asking me since I was fourteen

And I still don’t have an answer for you

Tell me where my path will lead

And in which way I should guide the steed

You started really pushing when I turned sixteen

I felt the pressure looming and buried myself in

A range of subjects and exams

Better not to worry about it

You became insistent for an answer at eighteen

Angry when there was no reply

Silence when I moved away

And relief when I held my certificate high

Yet now when I am twenty one

With grades and experiences

And an understanding of where my strengths lie

I still stutter when delivering my answer.

Little Ginge x


The Sirens

She crooned that she wished

you would feel her nails

raking down your back

Her voice laughed at the rumours

that she was a daydream

dressed up as a nightmare

A girl shouted that I should

just walk away from the boys

and wish for a man at my side

The goddess told me that

I am strong enough to bear children

and get right back to business

An artist licked that I should

hold my head up and

I would go far

No matter where I go

and wherever I have gone

they have always been

on my side of the team.

Little Ginge x

Gift From God

He sent you a sign

That you didn’t see

A perfectly benign

Giraffe in an oak tree

God is good at this

Playing mind games with your wishes

The story of the genie with clever loopholes

Is the warning of be careful of what you pray for

You prayed all night to him

And he delivered

A stork with a basket

An iguana inside

You tried to love it

Forget it’s tongue

But after all is said and done

You’re too afraid to even feed it

And if you can’t feed your baby

And you can’t make one either

You can’t even return to the sender,

First class and tracked of course

Does that make you a bad mother?

You tried your best

Gave it love, time and energy

It’s not your fault in any way

That it didn’t fancy going vegan.

Little Ginge x