The following poem by Kenneth Rexroth appeared in a poetry collection in Everyman’s Library Pocket Poets entitled Blues Poems. It is entitled “Married Blues.” I know I never had any children (I’m sterile as a result of an old pituitary tumor), never even got married; but I can appreciate Rexroth’s poetic vision.
I didn’t want it, you wanted it.
Now you’ve got it you don’t like it.
You can’t get out of it now.
Pork and beans, diapers to wash,
Too poor for the movies, too tired to love,
There’s nothing we can do.
Hot stenographers on the subway.
The grocery boy’s got a big one.
We can’t do anything about it.
You’re only young once.
You’ve got to go when your time comes.
That’s how it is. Nobody can change it.
Guys in big cars whistle.
Freight trains moan in the night.
We can’t get away with it.
That’s the way life is.
Everybody’s in the same fix.
It will never be any different.