The Life Of A Child During Abortion

by Wallace   Apr 27, 2008


Timmy never understood why his parents fought
He figured that's how all families were
Even the times when his dad would beat his mom
He did not think that maybe there was something wrong

Besides what could a ten year old do he thought
I know my parents love me, and want the best for me
They might not show it, but I can tell they mean to
Or why would they have me anyway

Does it matter if my dad is a drug addict
And my mom cannot control how much alcohol she drinks
Who said we still can't be a happy family
And show each other the love we want to

I haven't been to school in almost a year
I remember my dad saying its just a waste of money
But he was high from marijuana at the time
I know he's trying as hard as he can

He got in a really big fight with my mom today
My mom almost died from the loss of blood
And a policeman took my father away
I hope I'll get to see him again

Then the policeman gave me a ride in their cool police car
I loved when they turned on the sirens and go fast
Then they carried me to a house, and gave me a place to sleep
I hope my parents are alright, I can't wait till they come for me

Today I was playing on the swing set and this boy called me an orphan
How could he say those mean words to me
Mommy, daddy, when will you come for me
I hate this place, no one will play with me

I always sit by my window, waiting for you
And I would watch the children and their parents play together
How come we didn't do those stuff at home
Play together, laugh together, be together

Mom I'm starving, when will you come and feed me
Tuck me into bed and read me bedtime stories
Like I saw on TV, a boy and his mother playing with his toys
It's now that I realize, how a family should be

Little Timmy didn't know until two weeks later
His mom had died, and his dad was sentenced to prison
He continued to live in the orphanage for several years
Until he was eventually, kicked out on the streets to live

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  • 16 years ago

    by Once an Angel

    Wow. I am impressed by your message about how families should be. I find it quite rare these days to find someone who believes in the family unit itself, because in our world its reputation has been damaged beyond repair. My heart weeps for those who never got the chance to be loved by parents, who had their childhood ripped away. And specialists wonder why children and teens these days have as many problems as they do. Well expressed story in the form of poetry.

  • 16 years ago

    by Italian Stallion

    Interesting write for me, it seems to be more of a story which was written into a poem. Overall a nice write, but I felt it could of been better.

    Peace, Joe

  • 16 years ago

    by Nix

    This is quite touching, it is interesting but it didn't impressed me too much. I don't see this piece as poetry, it is more like a story which you wrote in stanzas. The bad impression on me left the fact that you didn't actually completed any sentences, you don't have any punctuation signs which made this poem hard to read. You wrote this too clear for my taste, though you expressed emotions nicely you used same words many times and it seems that you lack ability to express your thoughts on unique way. I personally think that you could add some metaphors or make it at least little deeper.
    But overall not bad piece, it is not too poetic though.

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