Poetry

Shopping Centre by Rebecca Samura

I know it scared you every time our eyes lit up.
Little hands reaching for shiny plastic and colourful lights.
Can we get it?
It hurts you to say no.
Others looked on, watching the show.
Your self doubts and insecurities magnified by what you thought, they are thinking.
We ask again. you say no, again.
There is only so long, little legs can walk up and down.
One meal, cut the burger in two, table for three.
Share nice kids. Wipe your mouths. Manners cost nothing.
Let’s go home.


Follow Rebecca on @becsamurai and becasamura.com

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