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Monday, December 9, 2013

I Never Saw My Mother Smile

My father’s crime:

(a man, my Mother & I never knew) ,
penetrated my Mother deep

where she had no smile.

She despised me,

when the looks of his face & eyes:

“eyed” his looks in my face,

and one of the reasons,

why I knew,

my Mother would never

teach me to smile,

when I was born:

my “birth, ” was another crime committed.

I am: my rapist father’s sin,

“against” my Mother,

in a dark stinkin’ alley.

A Mother:

that “chose” not to ever love me,

because my father took,

what my Mother never,

gave him permission: to touch.

When I was born,

I was/ not placed/ in a Nursery:

I was/ placed / in the trash.
ronald stroman
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