The Father

The Father

A Poem by Kiara

Why does he stand there?

He stands for her.

He stands for the mother.

He doesn’t care.

 

He won’t protect us.

He has no trouble

But we, his kids, are piles of rubble.

We’re not worth the fuss.

 

He cares about mom,

Not about a kid.

Soon, of us he will be rid.

He only cares about mom.

© 2012 Kiara


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This poem seem so sad as the kid feel neglected emotionally by the father, a well written poem

Posted 13 Years Ago

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My name is Taylor Bigelow, I am eighteen and I absolutely love my boyfriend, my cats, music, writing, and playing my trumpet. Some of the bands I listen to are: Pierce the Veil, Sleeping with Sir.. more..