You were never there when I needed you
When I cried out for loving
All I came home to was an empty shell
With only a shadow for a mother
The father I never knew
Didn't exist,
he was extinguished from my life
before my birth,
and before the umbilical cord
Was ever severed…
But you should have cared
should have shown some emotion
to your youngest son, instead,
When I cried out for loving
you hid in the shadows.
I could have been in a Russian Gulag
my only crime…that being born, or
even in a German Concentration Camp
my penance, that being your son
Yet, even as you lay there dying
Your body was eaten away with cancerous cells.
Did you hold out a loving hand…No?
Your dying breath was for another
I looked on at the scene -
It reminded me of a Shakespearean play so,
I walked away, saying the Lord's prayer!
Written by the
Suffolk & Lowestoft
Writer & Poet
Copywriter UK 2021