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