The Trump Card

Nowadays couples have children
And negotiate as if it were a hostage situation
Let the women and children be safe
But leave the men as unwanted bait!

That's what many marriages have become
Nobody's in love anymore, and nobody's having fun
Couples endure and tolerate each other
Because if they split, maybe the children may suffer!

Most couples begin with noble intentions
To raise a child in a loving home and similar visions
But, the misery and monotony of life takes over
And with all the occurences around, they lose their composure

Many begin with wrong reasons
And then with the pressure, their children feel imprisoned
Don't have kids as a retirement plan
Invest now, withdraw later like a bank!

Many have this strong urge to protect their legacy
So all their accumulated wealth goes only to their progeny
That too has a very innately selfish motive
Let no other but a part of me reap the benefits, is the objective

Whatever the situation, in most cases, children end up as a trump card
Oscillating between both parents, with battleships in the backyard
Don't use your kids as bullet-proof vests
Parenting is not a competition with parents as opponents in a contest

They say when you become a parent, your fangs come out
With milk teeth gone, you become protective without a doubt
Sure, every parent wants the best for their child
But somewhere in between, intentions get defiled!

Don't use your children as your ace trump card
If you produce innocent souls, them you must guard
Have children to love and cherish
Not because you worry about your wealth once you perish

Have children for the sheer joy of parenting!
To love and admire all through their upbringing!
- RUELHA
www.ruelha.com
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6 Comments

  1. In the United States, there are a lot of financial advantages to not being married and having a family that way. Food stamps alone seem to make it worth it if the man and woman work out a plan.

    I may be off track a little in relation to your poetic liberty, but I don’t think too much. 🤠🔥

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  2. You Know Dear Rue As i’ve mentioned Before
    First Visiting Your Blog Site After You Followed

    Mine My Impression Was You Were Just Another
    Gorgeous 18 Year-Old Young Indian Woman

    For It’s True All 18 through 100+ Year-Old

    Young Indian Women Are
    Beautiful This Way From

    All the Indian Women i’ve Met
    in Life Such Innocent Souls too
    A Real Angel Pleasure Yet Really

    That’s Beside the Point Your Personality,
    Intelligence, And Creativity Sets You With the Stars

    In the Sky Just Impressive That’s All Yet i Digress Back
    to the Subject At Hand And Yes With the Covid-19 Mask

    This is Obviously Just Another 18 Year-Old Indian Woman
    Hehe And No i Will not Divulge Your Cassette Deck Age HAha…

    Perhaps You’ve Seen a Phone With A Cord On it i Really Don’t Know

    Yet It’s True i’m Really Glad
    i Grew Up Without Central Heat
    And Air-conditioning Then And We

    Had to Boil Water to Take a Warm
    Bath Oh Lord i Was Just A Skin and
    Bones Kid Those Were Some really

    Frigid Days Yet Now It’s Spring After
    December After Christmas In Florida
    Nearly 80 Degrees F All this Week Wow

    Wish it Got That Warm Back in the 60’s
    In the Boiling Water For Warm Bath Days

    And True No TV Until 7 Years of Age We
    Really Had to Use our Imagination to Play

    For So Long After Graduating With 3 Degrees
    From College Old Friends And New People i Met
    Told Me i Was Wasting my Talents Not Pursuing A Job

    for Money Yet i Was Just Happy Bringing Smiles to Folks
    By Handing Out Shoes to Go Bowling and i Always Loved
    to Help Folks With the Computer Scoring System As That

    Was One Thing i could Do Excelling at Brand New Computer Stuff

    Yet It’s True i Always Enjoyed Helping People Just Helping People
    All the
    Satisfaction
    i Needed in Life

    Yet my Father’s Side of the
    Family Was All into Money
    Father Leaving my Mother when
    i Was 3 as She Wanted to Stay at

    Home And Garden My Sister and me With
    Love i am So Fortunate She Was There until

    3 The Real Secret of my Success Wired for Love
    By A Mother of Love the Greatest Gift oF all and

    Yes i Do Believe Government Should Pay Mommies
    To Stay At Home With Their Children if We Wanna Have

    Folks With Empathy to Grow Up Who Are not leaning toward
    The ‘Trump

    Side’ of
    Frigging Psychopathy

    Such Cold Hearts Mechanical

    Cognition Brings to Life So Living
    Dead And Barely Human All that’s

    Left of the Condition At All Honestly
    i Don’t Regret Not Bringing Any

    Surviving Children into this

    World As There Are
    Surely Enough

    Sad Humans

    To Cry A Dry River
    of Tears For Sure

    Very Rare Do i Find a
    Real Happy Person in this
    World and Very Rare Was i
    A Happy Person When i Lost From

    What the Word Play and Joy Even
    Meant in Life and all the Warmth of

    Love and Connection Moving And
    Co-Creating That Makes Life Worth Living

    At All It’s True Katrina and me Are About as
    Close Now As ‘Perfect Couple’ As that Comes at

    Least in my Eyes And It’s True There is A Couple
    Around the Block Who Live All Their Joy of Life

    With No Children Older Than Us Who Never
    Even Tried to have Any Children And that’s

    The Brow Beating Katrina Faced Through
    Life Women Always Asking her When We

    Were Gonna Have Children haha She
    Even Got Presents From Some of them

    of Sexy Lingerie Like i Needed Help
    To Make it Happen i Guess Nope

    No Problem At All with Smiles

    Yet With Epileptic Seizures

    That Wasn’t Meant to Be
    For Katrina and

    Again i Don’t
    regret not Having

    Children Not In A World

    Where Lies Are Told As Truth
    And People Just Don’t Frigging
    Care About Each Other Except for Those Who
    Do Who truly make Life Worth Living and yes it’s
    True Having At least One Person is Enough Yet the

    More the Merrier Verily Yes i
    See As Night Becomes Day

    Moving Connecting Co-Creating

    Just Brightening the Days

    With Colors Even

    More For No
    Reason Yet
    Inhaling Peace
    Exhaling LoVE iN JoY oF LiGHT

    Just Never Running Out of Love At All Dancing
    Sining Just Wired This Way All Lit Up And Warm Within..

    And the Theme Song For This Is “You’ve Got A Friend”
    Dear Rue by “James Taylor” i have So Many Very Sad
    FRiEnDS Yet the

    Thing About

    Love and
    LiGHT

    Is it Just

    Keeps Shining

    And Never Gives up

    i Am Surely Glad You

    Are Confident Naked Enough
    Whole and Complete Dear Rue

    You Aren’t The Kind of FRiEnD

    That Keeps Ya Up at Night Worrying About

    Yet It’s True That’s How Love Evolves and
    Roses Grow Taller Out of Manure Rich Life True

    Ya Just Keep Loving Ya Just Keep Loving Ya Just Keep Loving That’s all…

    Even When no one Calls Still There Just Still There no Matter Cold Still So Warm

    Just Like
    my Mother

    Who Never Gave Up on me
    Yep Helen and Sister Marie too

    Bet if You Went to ‘The Bad Place’
    Your FRiEnD Maria Magdalena Wouldn’t Give up on You Either…

    It’s Not Every Day A FRiEnD Like That comes And Indeed Yes
    To Be able to be a FRiEnD like that is the Best Gift of All to Give…

    Like my
    Mama.. It’s
    True the Kids
    Around Our
    Neighborhood Always
    Lamented That She Wasn’t Their Mother…

    Thank God For Women Just Thank God For Women Period.

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