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re is one thing I do as a human it is telling little actual kids, every kid, that sometimes adults/ are just walking around/ in life caught up, stuck, ready to pounce because of/ the story about themselves/ that their parents put into them,/ that was the story their parents put into them,/ and so on and so on and none of it is actual or real or based on anything/ happening right now it is just a way to defend and protect/ and to pass on old trauma into new bodies /and it is not welcome here/ it ends here /it is done here /with me when I get upset with any kid or when I feel caught up in my story // that I am not important not really wanted not good enough not first choice// I tell that kid, my kid, real kid, that this/ is what is happening in me /and it has nothing to do with you but you have to know it you have to just know/ it so you can separate and maybe tell yourself a better story about you/ and who you are/ and what you are /and your inner voice can be kinder to you about you and about what you take in from what is around you/ so that when you grow up you are not caught up /and have no bombs inside you from me/ to pass on to your kids or any kids ever again.</p><p id="aae9"><b><i>Jenny Justice</i></b><i> is a poet mom who brings poetry to life in ways that spark empathy, connection, joy,

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A Poem

Last night I told him/I need to write it down, I need to get it clear/ I need you and everyone to see too, that the thing about life is, the thing about parenting is/That we do things not just as us but as the below the surface tiny child in us that / Is constantly on the lookout to protect us from pain and hurt that is always at the ready/To tell the story the same old story the story that you are wronged or about to be hurt/that we are being told by this little us that hey you are bad that you are being disrespected that you are not good enough that you are not good /And when we, the adults get angry at what they, the kids do it is not because of that kid it is because/Of the kid in us seeing something that would have gotten us as a kid put into a world of pain/Or something of the kid in us being hurt being hurt being hurt /And I said if there is one thing I do as a parent, if there is one thing I do as a human it is telling little actual kids, every kid, that sometimes adults/ are just walking around/ in life caught up, stuck, ready to pounce because of/ the story about themselves/ that their parents put into them,/ that was the story their parents put into them,/ and so on and so on and none of it is actual or real or based on anything/ happening right now it is just a way to defend and protect/ and to pass on old trauma into new bodies /and it is not welcome here/ it ends here /it is done here /with me when I get upset with any kid or when I feel caught up in my story // that I am not important not really wanted not good enough not first choice// I tell that kid, my kid, real kid, that this/ is what is happening in me /and it has nothing to do with you but you have to know it you have to just know/ it so you can separate and maybe tell yourself a better story about you/ and who you are/ and what you are /and your inner voice can be kinder to you about you and about what you take in from what is around you/ so that when you grow up you are not caught up /and have no bombs inside you from me/ to pass on to your kids or any kids ever again.

Jenny Justice is a poet mom who brings poetry to life in ways that spark empathy, connection, joy, and feeling. You can read more of her poetry at Justice Poetic. Sign up for her poem a week newsletter here.