Mother Must IA Poem by Don ShawI had to come back and edit this. I wrote this after reading the news of another child suicide. There is always hope. Suicide is a permanent decision to a temporary problem .
Mother Must I
Another school day, waking full of dread. Another school day, of wishing i was dead. Mother must i, utters from my lips, rise and shine sleepy head, slapping at my hips. Putting on clothes, the combing of my hair. Going to school, is more than i can bare. He would be there, with iron fist clenched. Out the door i trudged , inch by inch. Mother must i , utters from my lips. Smiles and nods, behind her coffee sips. Hate for another, fear, remorse, and guilt. Pain in every hallway, a flowers look of wilt. In my mind i am plotting,to end this senseless shame. To some a house of learning, to me ensuring pain. The calling of names, spitting in my face. Shoved into walls, the inflected disgrace. Who can save me, from education hell ? Teachers are the witness , deaf ears hear no tale. Mother must i, utters from my lips. Out the classroom doorway, now in his grips. He gave me a violent backhand, head hitting floor. All the kids are laughing, calling to see more. Slithering down the hallway, clawing to escape. Another day of learning, bleeding was my fate. Oh mother must i, utters from my lips. Hallway sounds echo, my blood as it drips. © 2011 Don ShawReviews
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StatsAuthorDon ShawSan Angelo, TXAboutI love the art of expression, be it of paint or pen, or a spoken word. more..Writing
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