Honest tale in the words. I liked this poem. Thank you Andrew for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote
Posted 9 Years Ago
9 Years Ago
As always I appreciate your comments for a true poet you are John and I have to say Your taste in ac.. read moreAs always I appreciate your comments for a true poet you are John and I have to say Your taste in accompanying photos to your writes is equally stimulating! The female beauty!
9 Years Ago
I enjoy your poetry and without art and beauty. Could we write?
sorry boy! i must come down on her side in this ... evidentiary discovery ... you do the crime.........you do the time ... no compassion for this speaker ;) pay up ..this dad kicks a*s :))
E.
Posted 9 Years Ago
9 Years Ago
I agree E But In this story this mum collected money while no one was in her care for years, the ki.. read more I agree E But In this story this mum collected money while no one was in her care for years, the kid being abused left home early to live with her girlfriends parents. This mum didn't contact authorities and spent money on parties, os holidays and nice cars. Nice little earner while she worked, her husband worked ,and getting money under false pretenses abusing the system $900 a month. Not all is black and white. I've read some women get pregnant by different fathers to collect money which they spend on themselves while the kids live neglected.
oh yes indeed ..all the time in the USA as well .. a blight on all working peoples that put in their.. read moreoh yes indeed ..all the time in the USA as well .. a blight on all working peoples that put in their dues ... i think you may have missed the intent (just me own boggled mind) and their is a huge social commentary in your above response ... not sure one can compress it ..me thinks it is epic in making ... thank you for opening the ball sir!!
E.
Nose ringed and tethered freedom forgone, had you known the cost would you still have carried on? Not sure how she banked on rob unless he was packing a rod :~)
Strindberg said.
" When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..