poem written for my mother after her and my father split up. |
Wipe away those tears Because no matter how much they try to spread fear You’ll have me on your side until the end of time I was your gift God, saw fit To put us through this bullshit Mother you’re a different kind of person Than it is worth to them But, coward’s lies are never clear When they can’t admit fault Like we are their tribe, and they carry the spear Words are worth nothing and pain should not Be handed down like clothes We are not here to bow down to their self righteous needs We are worth something they will never see Our values will never do what they can be And even though you despair Remember one thing mother dear You have two others Not like their eldest brother We still have our faults and they can cause much chagrin But god saw fit for this to be the world we were put in Happiness is not forthcoming right away But, wait until the time comes for another day You are worth a lot on your own in these eyes of mine If I said everything was going to be easy, I’d be lying. You deserve to be treated like gold And if you need it, my hand you can hold. |