Business Poem by Grace Pantaleo

Is not my fault; I know,
they destroyed the planted seed,
their minds were blocked and too narrow,
'We are too busy', they said,
was afraid, I could not utter,
mostly was forced to write a letter,
to get my day good and better,
we will talk tomorrrow or later,
was their daily slogan; I wonder,
In my heart hit a thunder,
They valued their bussiness more,
between us was a hard core,
Though you're my parents; but
to a child, you violated my rights.

1st of August 2009.