Starvation Poem by Roger Costello
Starvation
MY Mother had this mean trick.
BED WITH NOTHING TO EAT!
Home from school, hungry, tired, dirty.
BED WITH NOTHING TO EAT!
She would then lay in wait for my Father.
BED WITH NOTHING TO EAT!
Nag him into giving me a GOOD hiding, for one reason or another!
BED WITH NOTHING TO EAT!
I would get the GOOD hiding.
But NOTHING TO EAT! ! ! ! ! !
Monday, May 3, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: memory,painful
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
My mother hated me. I cramped her style.
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