My Father, My Mom, And Me

Poem By DAVID GERARDINO

THE child sits in total silence,
there are tears on his face, and his
body been disfigured, hes been abandoned,
beaten, and druged like a whore,
still he is alive, with his mothers love.
THE child stands up for the first time,
only to be nocked down, and broken
like a toy, the mother jumps in with
a right, then left, and the drunken man
laughs, becouse this is his family, his
family, and we his pigs.

Comments about My Father, My Mom, And Me

when you read this poem, you need to know that the out come, found the rainbow...... with his moms love, , , ,
I dont know what to say when you write sad poems like this David...Just the hope that all bad things/memories would end and you would rise soon.. cheerfully playing your guitar..Thank you.


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