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Mar 16
I brought a coffee
To my working husband
His friend said
"I need to get me one of those"
Meaning me
Not the coffee

I am a thing
Not to be spoken to, but
Spoken about
Some thing to achieve
A status symbol of happiness
That which we are not

I brought a coffee
To my husband because
He asked me to
Not out of my own free will
As he lead this friend to believe
Only because it was asked of me

Another request fulfilled to
The boss who pays my salary with a roof
And some walls
It seems to be what I'm owed
While I am the home
Making coffee for us both

Only a better woman than me
Some thing still to be achieved
A simple perpetuated lie
Making coffee every morning
Would live up to be "one of those"
And have brought it on her own
S E Pope
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