I can not be broken

Posted by Nathan Crombie | Oct 21, 2016 | poème | 0 |

will-not-break

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They have tried
Over the years
To squash my light
and box my ears
But
I can not be broken

The school bully
Said I was a waste of space
That I should kill myself
Because of my ugly face
But
I can not be broken

I saw him years later
And I looked mighty fine
His mouth hung wide open
When he saw the hotness of mine
Yes
I can not be broken

The evil step mother
Called me ugly and stupid
Said I’d never have a boyfriend
But many times I’ve been struck by cupid
Because
I can not be broken

The fairy tale husband
Said I was worthless and dumb
Left me black and blue
But I will always be MUM
And
she can not be broken

My daughter left the planet
and I was a shattered mess
I was reduced to rubble
I had become less
and yes
I was broken

But in the midst of all the chaos
the crumbled building site
I lay a brick as a foundation
in a corner, where there was light
For
I can not be broken

Remember this dear people
When things are getting tough
you may think you are unable
But we are built with strong self love
so
you can not be broken

© 2016 Amanda Cairns

About The Author

Nathan Crombie

I am Ngāti Kahungunu ki Wairarapa, Clan Crombie, Ngāti Raukawa. Carterton is my birthplace but I was bred and buttered in Masterton. I am a Makora College old boy who as a latecomer completed a newsroom cadetship, reaching intermediate grade as a reporter with my hometown daily, the Wairarapa Times-Age. After a brief stint filing copy for the daily from the US capital, Washington DC, I struck out on my own for several years as a freelance reporter. I covered hard, breaking, entertainment and music news back in my home region. I also worked fulltime as the first tribal reporter in more than a century for Ngāti Kahungunu ki Wairarapa Māori Executive Taiwhenua iwi authority, producing the monthly authority newspaper, Te Piwaiwaka (Māori name for the NZ fantail and a chatterbox). I have tutored creative writing and basic computer skills for Wairarapa REAP, worked as a life drawing model for UCOL Wairarapa, and as an extra and in security for film and television in and beyond the region. I also have worked as a Massey University laboratory and field technician in Wairarapa and as doorman at several nightspots and entertainment venues throughout the valley. I returned to the Wairarapa Times-Age a decade ago, working a daily news beat, breaking stories nationally and internationally, and rising to chief and senior reporter. I was digital and social media editor as well for our daily regional newspaper. I train in Shorinji Kan Jiu Jitsu and Judo and have traded training leather as a kickboxer and boxer. With friends I walk the rare wilds of our Wairarapa mountains, while alone I assault the iron pile at the gym every couple of days. I have performed with MATS in musical theatre. I write songs and sing. I am a poet.

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