Raised in an awful way: age 20

Momma was raised in an awful way.

she couldn’t see life through the pain.

So Momma up and ran away,

swore she’d never go through it again.

‘cause Momma couldn’t laugh

and Momma couldn’t cry.

She never knew love,

never felt it inside.

She couldn’t see the truth beyond her pride,

couldn’t give love even though she tried.

But I loved my Momma

and I cried for Momma

I wanted to be loved by Momma

so I lied for Momma.

I never got to kiss my Momma good night.

She wouldn’t let me hold her hand.

She had a different idea of wrong and right

that I never could understand.

Momma told me never to lie

but she wouldn’t let me tell the truth.

Momma told me never to cry.

There wasn’t much she’d let me do.

Momma couldn’t help treating us that way

but I couldn’t see life through the pain

So just like Momma, I ran away

and I’m never going through it again.

‘cause Momma couldn’t laugh

and Momma couldn’t cry.

She never knew love,

never felt it inside.

She couldn’t see the truth beyond her pride,

couldn’t give love even though she tried.

But I love my Momma

and I still cry for Momma

And I pray for Momma

But I’m not going to lie for Momma.

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About the Author: Sarah B. Royal

Sarah B. Royal’s writing defies convention. Her poetry and prose traverse the boundaries between structure and spontaneity, often weaving together philosophical inquiry, cultural reflection, and personal narrative. With a background in experimental literature, she is known for crafting works that challenge readers to engage intellectually and emotionally.

Her acclaimed palindrome performance play, 777 – A Story of Idol Worship and Murder, showcases her fascination with mirrored storytelling and thematic symmetry. In o x ∞ = ♥: The Poet and The Mathematician, Royal explores the intersection of poetic intuition and mathematical logic, revealing a unique voice that is both analytical and lyrical.

Royal’s collections—such as Lost in the Lost and Found, Haiku For You, Lantern and Tanka Too, and the WoPoLi Chapbook Series—highlight her commitment to neurodivergent expression and poetic experimentation. Whether through childhood verse or contemporary fusion poetry, her work invites readers into a world where language is both a tool and a playground.

Sarah B. Royal continues to expand the possibilities of poetic form, offering readers a deeply personal yet universally resonant experience. Her writing is a testament to the power of creative risk, intellectual depth, and emotional authenticity.

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