A family tree named misery...

A family tree named misery...

A Poem by Huw

The misery that children and young people feel as well as face is the result of lies, hypocrisy, evil and spiteful behaviour. 

The disloyalty they have witnessed throughout their short existence, at home, of all places…

In speaking to other children they’ll discover it’s the normal behaviour in parents. 

Confusion is the order of the day and the continual failure of their hopes, desires and chance of fulfilment. No loyalty means no security and no comfort.

Most of what they are told is fiction and as such has no worthwhile substance. Fiction is built upon deceit, anger, murder, covetousness, theft, lying, fornication, adultery, perversions, fame, fortune, greed, dishonesty, revenge, lifestyle and fear. 

Fear of the unknown consequences of their behaviour. They cannot deny the way they feel, but have never been told the truth about why they feel that way.

We have a generation of children being nurtured by a generation of parents, or “parent” that were brought up in the same manner. 

Who were brought up by another generation who did the same.


A family tree called misery.


You can dress your daughter in pink and glitter and call her a princess, but it’s a lie. 

One day she will despise, even the sight of, you for doing what you have done. 

You will weep and wonder where you went wrong. 

She will end up behind the garages or in a bedsit cold as death and surrounded by needles. 

You will weep and wonder what you have done to deserve this. 

She will self-harm as she feels guilt, anguish and tribulation. 

You’ll see the scars and wonder why she does this. 

She will be black and blue, again, from being in yet another abusive relationship and she will wonder where she went wrong. 

Those kids she has will witness all that transpired and grow up to do the same.

 

A family tree named misery…


 

© 2017 Huw


Author's Note

Huw
Best read standing in front of a mirror.

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Your poem does portray how many children are brought upand accurately describes the neglect and worse. I must be honest and say that you are wrong to portray this as normal behaviour in parents. I would say the majority of children are well looked after in these difficult times with so many challenges. I find your authors note an insult. We have three, now grown up children and couldn't ask for more well balanced young people. I think that you have been perhaps guilty of the error of making a false extrapolation from your own situation.
Apologies for being a bit critical.
Alan


Posted 7 Years Ago


Huw

7 Years Ago

Your apology is as empty as a husk. If that is the insincerity you've passed along to your children .. read more

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Huw
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I've been commenting on someone's drawings for a couple of months and she asked if I was a published poet. It made me laugh because I'd left school at 13 years old and never completed formal education.. more..

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A Poem by Huw