Addicts Child Poem by Crazy Ann
Addicts Child
Mama's gone again,
left me with these mouths to feed.
Tall, lean, nappy headed, and flat chested too.
What's a girl to do?
A sway of the hips, painted lips, and a wink or two.
Friends of the family, neighbors, doctors, teachers, even family will do,
nothing off limits to you.
Ten toes up, ten toes down,
money does make the world go 'round.
Mamas sorta sad but not for long.
Bills are paid, kids are fed, and her habit too.
Her lame is gone, and she is home and now I'm addicted too.
~crazy ann
one can never really see into the soul of darkness unless it's experienced first hand. good read..........10
very much relate as all the worlds addicted to something --and the toll of the fabric of family...what to do? you will fill a book and make others think-sherri
I really like this one... I can relate to it but I am sure in a different way... some people are just not ment to be parents and sadly the kids have to pick up the slack. good job. Becca
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 1:23:40 PM # 1.0.0.1119
each word is into the point given.... well written