Motherly Love

What ever did we do wrong

to invoke the fury of your fists?

Too young to understand then,

yet today still full of questions.

He left, couldn’t stomach

the punches and screams.

Instead of love and nurturing,

we got hate and anger.

The neighbors shut their blinds

and turned their heads,

pretending not to notice.

We endured things no child should,

hurt worse than most,

but never knew what we did wrong.

A mother isn’t supposed to inflict pain

on her own flesh and blood.

What made you so bitter

and full of hate?

Open hand, closed fist,

shouts, and profanities.

Pain and fear is all we felt.

Then it all went crashing down.

It took one voice.

One person.

One hero.

Our suffering and hurt ended;

But at what cost?

I don’t know her,

I don’t know my dear sister,

nor have I met my traumatized brother.

All I have are names,

no memory,

no location,

no hope.

That’s all I really want:

Hope.

Reviews

[Vin]

Sending all my love to you.
Heart to Fist respect
Hugs...

[Rhayne]

My heart goes out to you. I know a little about this subject myself. It's part of why I started writing stories. In fact, "Genitor First' (if you remember him, lol) was based on my Mother. She was sarcastic and demanding, degrading and always threatening like him. She would get physical only when my Dad wasn't home. But my brother and I survived and turned out to be parents like our Father was. He was the best. My eldest brother was her favorite and she would have been quite content to have had only him. He could do no wrong. He was her Angel. My other brother and I never held it against him. It wasn't his fault she was like that. All three of us turned out to be rather good parents, thank God. I can't imagine being separated from either one of them as we were growing up. I was close to both of them event though there were seven and eight years between us. I was the youngest and a Daddy's girl. So sorry for you and for anyone who experiences such pain and fear. But you're here and you've got good friends here. Friends who you can relate to and look forward to seeing your work posted. You're a wonderful writer and have a great way of expressing yourself with words. I enjoy reading you.

[Reianna Jewel]

Thank you for sharing! And yes, I remember Genitor First, he was one of my least favorite characters because of how demanding he was. I don't know my biological mother, I live with my bio dad step mom, and their kids. It's hard not knowing my other siblings, and even though my bio mom was abusive, I still want to know her and see if she's changed. I was only one when this happened, only my older, unknown siblings know all the details, and one day I wish to meet them.
I also enjoy reading your writing, you're such an inspiration.

[Rhayne]

Don't you get it? YOU are the inspiration!

[Reianna Jewel]

You're so sweet!

[Chris Shaw]

It really does hurt to read of children that have suffered at the hands of parents. More so a mother, when a mother's role is to nurture. Your lines are painful to read and I am left counting my lucky stars. How terribly sad this is. A split family and the siblings separated. Why on earth couldn't they be kept together, I ask. I sincerely hope you do find your lost family. Composed really well, but so very sad.

Chris

[Reianna Jewel]

Thank you, it was heart wrenching to write, but I feel like it needed to be done. The thought of my unknown family weighs on my mind everyday, and they only thing I can do is write about it, it's hard talking to my dad about it because it wasn't one of his best moments. Putting it down in a poem helps relieve some of the pain and hurt

[Chris Shaw]

Poetry can be very therapeutic. Both writing it and reading it. I can imagine how difficult it must have been to write. That took courage. All good wishes.

Chris