Daddy
daddy...this is your sonthe not so handsome one
I have pimples on my face
and really bad body odour
when the visitors come
you lock me up in a room
and when they are gone
you quickly unlock the door
daddy...this is your daughter
the one whose husband beats her up
abusing me and the children
but you always fail to intervene
turning a blind eye
as if to encourage him
the other day he beat me to pulp
you reacted a little too late
daddy...this is your family
your long suffering family
we are neglected
helplessly watching you
only taking care of yourself
daddy...we call out to you
to honour your obligation to us
we depend on you...please look after us
Poetry by Mike
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Written on 2006-09-07 at 18:32
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