The psychologists tell us
Emotional neglect
Keeps us above the neck.
Thinking’s about all you can do
No feelings ever permitted through.
So here’s the greeting card
For those who made life hard.
When you were a small tender child
With everyone larger you were beguiled.
So defenseless and so soft
Your divine spirit hovered aloft.
Till it was smashed and scattered,
By a harsh hand and words that battered.
Scaring your needs into hiding
The only one left was surviving.
Retreat to your head
Your young mind said.
Follow their rules
Or suffer abuse.
And so the card says:
“I’ve survived you.
Now what will you do?”
