Judgement

Sammertheone

Years on my own, children born.

Seven years no break, surviving for my own.

No gifts no charities, me and my own.

You morn, you miss. No visit, no calls

Me and my own. 

You appear you judge, you point your wrong.

No help from another no ebt, no help from another.

Me and my own.

We live we want, 

We earn!!

Now it's your turn! 

 

  • Author: Sammertheone (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 31st, 2017 21:14
  • Comment from author about the poem: Those that do there best and make do with what you work for, are shunned for those that are given everything. One day in my shadow, you'd see hard work and love is more than gifts and materialistic objects. Don't like OUR life. Butt out. Don't try to spoil for what you have missed!
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