Poem: Palinode to Happiness

If happiness was a person would it be mother
That vile person who filled our heads
With vile words of doubt that poison
A young mind with contempt for self
Before even knowing what self was

Poem: If Happiness Was

If happiness was a person
It would be mother
The voice of lullabies
Kisses good night
Words of encouragement
When the world seems too big