Alison Cassidy

Neglect

The shiny new pram
was screaming
at the top
of its lungs.

The young girl
in charge
(odd these days to see a mum under twenty)
seemed unconcerned
as she scanned the shelves -
IPod in ear,
face miles away.

I peeped under the cover.
A pair of pale blue legs
kicked frantically,
a tear-stained face,
contorted with despair.

As the young girl
left the checkout,
I wondered how long
It would be
before she’d notice
and pick up the poor little mite.

Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 23, 2009
Poem Edited: Saturday, September 26, 2009

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  • Chuck Audette (5/28/2010 2:50:00 PM)

    and the sad thing is, child-raising techniques seem to get passed down, letting the cycle continue... -chuck

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  • Shashendra Amalshan (5/23/2009 3:26:00 AM)

    yeah a nice experience you v shared with us Allie.. I know some parents who neglect their kids.. I mean in a way it s bit hard for them too..keep up with the modern hectic lifestyle, while attending to child's chores..so children grow in their own merry way..... yet in some sense when this happens sometimes children begin to think of their own..this has advatages too.. i mean my mom has given me everything..done soo much for me..that i v become dependent on her... and i know this person..whose parents have not treated her well..yet now she has turned out be a beautiful independent, enchanting young princess...and now she is showing her love to her parents..buying them things...she is soooo great...and she is my best frind ever who doesnt talk with me much...anyway thanks Allie..

    love Shan

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  • Meggie GultianoMeggie Gultiano (4/30/2009 6:33:00 PM)

    another wonderful observation from your end and an excellent write, Ali.

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  • Stephen Stirk (4/30/2009 9:13:00 AM)

    Alison, I really can relate to your poems. I have practical experience of this within the family. Your observations seem to have worldwide significance. I see this wherever I go. Is it a culture change amongst the youth, or just a combination of slack morals and laziness.. A poem that I enjoyed for its relevance.
    Best
    Steve

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  • Sandra Fowler (4/30/2009 7:51:00 AM)

    What a sad poem picture. I cry for both of them. Brilliant
    write, Alison.10 without hesitation.

    Love,

    SandraX

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  • Dr Hitesh Sheth (4/30/2009 12:52:00 AM)

    Now this neglected child would surely grow up to become a uncaring mother or father No wonder problem in the world are growing day by day in this world..............Eye opening Write......................

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  • Mel Vincent Basconcillo (4/27/2009 1:27:00 AM)

    u are truly spectacular..ur words are brilliant! u amazing

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  • Andrew BlakemoreAndrew Blakemore (4/26/2009 5:40:00 PM)

    I see this happen so often Alison, it's really sad that parents don't seem to have time for their children. It's no wonder so many grow up into tearaways. Wonderful observational write. Love, Andrew xx

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  • Karin Anderson (sorry can't vote or comment) . (4/26/2009 7:45:00 AM)

    Alison, I have seen it all demonstrating products in supermarkets. Children going without shoes in winter while I waited 20 minutes to sign in as parents lined up for cigarettes. You have skilfully turned on our concern as we read one more of your insightful observations. Top marks!
    Karin Anderson

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  • Indira Babbellapati (4/25/2009 2:44:00 AM)

    a girl in a mom's body...can't help!

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  • David Harris (4/24/2009 8:40:00 AM)

    Allie, a well observed slice of life preserved in the impeccable Cassidy way. Another gem to your collection. Top marks and thanks for sharing it my friend.
    Hugs David

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  • Samanyan Lakshminarayanan (4/24/2009 4:48:00 AM)

    a physical mom perhaps..when the mom itself is a child...what to do

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  • Fiona Davidson (4/24/2009 3:21:00 AM)

    It seems to be a growing trend these days Alison...plug yourself in and be oblivious to normal sounds around you...think I might have had to remove her earphone for her...excellent write....Fi 10+++

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  • john tiong chunghoojohn tiong chunghoo (4/24/2009 12:34:00 AM)

    the girl like the baby needs to be taught about things she does not know. or may be she just does not care. good poem alison. keep on.

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  • Naseer Ahmed NasirNaseer Ahmed Nasir (4/23/2009 9:25:00 PM)

    Having kid in teen-age is a misery. You have peeped through a neglected miserable aspect of life. Jon London's role, as he has described in his comment, is very admirable. A useful write, Alison, must not be neglected.

    Regards
    Naseer

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  • ~ Jon London ~ (4/23/2009 8:15:00 PM)

    As a young father myself, i do understand the problems faced with the youth, kids having kids. I was 15 years old when i had my first, joined the british army at 16, became the man i needed to be to raise my new family. I wouldnt change a thing even though having a child at that age scared the living jesus out of me, i knew i had to do what was expected of me. Thanks for this Alison

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  • Jerry Hughes (4/23/2009 7:55:00 PM)

    Indeed poor little mite, its mother for want of better word, needed her arse kicked.

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