Disillusion

You promised;

You said:

‘Life is not fair, my love,

But hope will always lie ahead.’

Dear mama,

You lied,

You lied.

 

You swore;

You told:

‘Love waits for all of us,

You won’t be in the cold.’

Dear papa,

You lied,

You lied.

 

You vowed;

You spoke:

‘Joy will rain down on you

Before death brings out his cloak.’

Dear parents,

You lied,

You lied.

Reviews

[Peter H]

:( i feel the melancholy within this poem ,sometimes we in life say things and we mean them quite profoundly at the very moment . but life is not linear and things tend to divert and dissipate from the actual footpath we set for ourselves , the parents in this poem may have failed to carry out what they promised but knowing they tried their hardest for it makes the faild promise worth even more than the promises that succeeded