I am not wrong,
I am strong.
I am my own dream
happening in real life.
Watch me feed my baby
and my ambition
at the same time.
I can pour my heart out,
and there is still love
left over.
The magic trick is knowing
who I am.
I am talent
I am trying
I am enough.
I am a working mother.
You said I couldn’t have it all,
but you forgot
that I grew human beings
inside me.
You can keep your guilt.
I don’t need it.
I am busy being the earth
underneath my children,
and also a star
shining so bright
they can see
when it is their turn,
they do not have to choose
between a bold
and tender
life.