A boy loves his mother
He's three years old
His father, he left her
to sire more gold
She hates him and screams
You bstrd, I'm ruined
Blames children for God's
or the devil's own doing
Then makes life hell for these children of evil
They can't even hear her
She screams " Are we even? "
She befriends a gangster
He's ****, and she knows it
Then, ****** her own babies for money and shelter
Then some other scumbag
With bagels and donuts
He fancies her red hair
And steals from his cousin
The children are brought up to fear for their safety
With threats of a belt
or a knife from a crazy
Their welts, they are bleeding
So bad they can't learn
Their teaches are worried
Then forced to just turn
In the free world we live in
How can this exist?
Can politicians see it's a crime?
Isn't it?
So they grab all the handbags from special interest
So that children are beaten
Then forced into church
And their parents pretend
that it's for their own good
That bstrd is lying
We did what we could