since the first day
every word, every thought
every action
of those around.

all about her

her mother obsessed
many months
many tears
many fears

all about her

what to do with her
how to care for her
how to feed her
what to name her

all about her

grandparents plotted
how to arrange for her
what to do with her
who could care for her
who would feed her

it was all about her

her needs
her future
her full stomach
her college

it was all about her

and a broker

a broker
that calculated a price
and found a buyer
and waited
for her

it was all about her

and while she grew
far away
someone else
was placing incredible
hopes in her

it was all about her

her welfare
the joy she would provide
the wound she would heal
the price she would fetch

it was all about her

and so she went
and she grew old
and was the only her
the golden her, the prize

it was all about her

everything
all the toys
all the love
all the power

all about her

power she wielded
basking in the glow
the spotlight
the love they gave

it was all about her.

she used the power
knew what value she had
to people
to them
to others
to those who sent her here

it was all about her

everything was about her
her needs
her life
just hers

they came when she called
gave when she asked
hugged when she was sad
wept when she was found

it was all about her

yet it wasn’t

it was never about her

it was about god
about sins
about absolution
and salvation
and being the cure

it was never about her

it was about taking
the place
of the she that could not be
for the her that could not have

it was never about her

it was about clearing
the family name
of the she that loved
too young, too unwed

it was never about her

yet it was

and always will be

yet never shall be

about her

for it never was

it was always

about them

s.bednarz/december 2007