Your Second Chance

You gave birth to me

Just before Christmas

Back in sixty-three

You were shocked by the quickness

Of my delivery

Did you really wonder why?

Cos of all the time you spent in the distillery!

At least help was near by

You were told you were an unfit mum

Thank god for social services

Was it all that Gin and Rum?

They stopped some skirmishes

Do you remember the day you tried to kill me and my brother?

The gas fire ran out of money

For God’s sake you were our Mother!

You certainly weren’t made of sugar and honey

When your children were taken from you on that day?

What reason did they use?

Was the cost too high a price to pay?

Or is the truth even more abstruse?

Why wouldn’t you tell me what happened?

Is the truth so incomprehensible?

Why are your lips so tightly fastened?

Where we that dispensable?

It didn’t take you long to replace us

Cos of that man, you told me that he really hated me!

What a bloody cuss!

Maybe I should let it be?

Whose attention are you deflecting?

Ok so I wasn’t his

Who are you protecting?

I was the innocent in all of this

You were always out on the piss

Did you ever look at yourself in a mirror?

Surely something is amiss?

Your ways, did you see the error?

Or were you too ashamed?

To admit to yourself the truth?

So i could find out who is to be blamed!

You were only a youth

And i was your b*****d child

There was no help for single mum’s in those days

A list of possible Dad’s you had compiled

You worked it out, do you want praise?

I should be grateful that you were such a s**t

You were really worn

Thank god your legs were never shut

If they were I would never have been born!

Why won’t you tell me why I went into care?

Why don’t you want me to know?

You drive me to despair

I think that much you owe

Did you ever think about me?

Over the years that had passed?

Or was I just mess and debris?

In your mind I was an outcast

I don’t care anymore

You can do what you do

You can just walk out of the door

This time it is adieu

I really don’t care for your tone

Your second chance you have blown

This time you are mine to disown

Good God I was your daughter, you silly old crone!

Goodbye Mother Dearest

I’m glad to say goodbye

My thoughts for you are the fiercest

Over you I will no longer cry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Reviews

[Matthew Kult]

Hello Mamabear,

Brave to put yourself out there, to show the world the scars. I have always been a fan of those pieces that allow people to look into our very soul .... show us what we hide, what we fear....our very desires.

It shows us the paths that have been taken to get oneself here, to the now. It's fascinating the paths some have taken. A great write, and I am sorry your mum, wasn't what she was suppose to be. I do hope you found someone willing to be a real mother to you.

Always,

Matthew

[Dalebear]

This is a punchful powerful poem which so many emotions jumping out, our Biological parents had their chance and they blew it...... and we shouldn't be getting upset over them they are not worth it because look what we got out of it. You got 2 wonderful parents and look what I got 2 wonderful parents and 2 wonderful sisters we got to think of that because they are the ones that matter you can speak to me anytime anytime mummy I understand more then others to because of what I have been through. I love you and we say bye bye to our Bio's and out with the old and in with the new. Keep up the writing just one day one day you maybe you maybe a poet like me :P

Good write

Love and love always

Dalebear

xoxo

[TheLostMagician]

Wow again, it shows so much emotion in this poem like your others, well done its amazing how you can show everyone reading this the scars she has lay upon your soul and you are an amazing, wonderful person, i can tell this from your writing, well done please keep up the writing

The Lost Magician