Call Yourself A Mother?

Poeta de Cabra

Keep on drinking and keep on flirting
Don't give a damn if your kids are hurting
Tonight you'll bring home yet another man
Supposed to be a Mum, I don't understand

Dad went away to earn money working in a mine
But you spend it on drugs and casks of cheap wine
Leave us hungry and thirsty, me and my brother
How can you call yourself a responsible mother?

We get ourselves off to school when we are able
Hard when there's no hot water or food on the table
Sometimes it's days on end that you actually stay away
You wonder why we don't wish you Happy Mothers Day

You should be thinking of your kids, not sleeping around
How can you be a decent Mother when you're so unsound
What an example you are, injecting crap into your arm
Won't be long and the neighbours will raise the alarm

Don't go yelling at us and asking for a bit of respect
Only thing you've shown us in weeks, lots of neglect
Folks around here think you are evil, myself included
Think I should be a loving child, then you're deluded

If you don't wake up to yourself you'll end up in the gutter
No wonder I am embarrassed and my brother does stutter
At school we're the laughing stock, both bullied and teased
You, enjoying yourself without a worry, hope you are pleased

I am here telling my hurtful story for what it's worth
Afraid the only mother I respect, is dear Mother Earth
Nearly every night you are in bed with another lover
How could you possibly call yourself, a loving mother?

  • Author: Poeta de Cabra (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 29th, 2018 15:36
  • Comment from author about the poem: Sad story, too often true
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 16
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