Its hard
to not react
to not strike out and harm
the one that is
hurtuing mine
to bite my tongue
and count it all joy
believe it will all
work out
in my child's best interest
for my child's peace of mind
It is hard
not to run on the field
cursing and acting a fool
or going to the office
and revealing all the secrets
all the discrepancies
all of the
bullshit
that I know
to make your faults
public
and your inadequacies
common knowledge
But then
I would be no better
than every irate one
and my son
would be left to the
irrational devices of
retaliation
So I sit quietly
pray
and cheer
but
it is hard...
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