I saw you mom hiding under the bed so that father can't beat you up,
I saw you crying silently so that he shouldn't wake up and start the fight again,
I was too small to stop him, my fists too weak to punch him,
so, when he threw you out in dark, I cried softly and pretended to sleep until dawn,
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mom... takes all and everything... b'z she a mom.....no more to it and no less......! !
i had tears in my eyes reading your poem. if it is your story, you had a tough childhood. only a woman can understand another woman's suffering.you hve
It’s the fate of children To see their ‘love’ being punished Their ‘trust’ being duped The ‘light’ of their life being crushed ‘Warmth’ torn into tears ‘ethics’ thrown into dust 'Mother' … Our love, trust, light, warmth and ethics Suffers Silently, most severely We children feel so helpless… Very emotional… Touched by the pain in it. At the same time Thrilled by the end and its shelter.