I Didn'T Know It Was To Be My Biggest Mistake
Mama’s firm rod was never used on my back
That was because she had it only for a show.
This did not mean I could escape her smack,
when I would decide to show my tantrums.
But, I wish she had used that rod only once
for me to know what it gave, even I had cried.
At least I would not have acted like a dunce
to have stolen the rod for a weird trial.
On my little naughty neighbor’s head,
I hit with a decisive smash; red liquid oozed out.
I was happy when generously he bled,
knowing not I was his cause of death!
Years of rehabilitation, away from my Mama,
I never forgot my little neighbor and his blood.
I was made to realize and get out of this trauma
But wish I could return a son to his lonely parents.
I could not, so with my old Mama, I went far away.
I daily asked my neighbour’s soul for forgiveness.
"Give me courage to repair my mistake" I used to pray.
Thus, I took work in service to the helpless elderly.
With hope that one day I could do something
For my dead neighbour’s bereaved old parents.
Soon, came the day, and as of me they knew nothing,
I nursed them diligently, begging for God to forgive me!
Only 1st and 3rd line rhyme - aa/bb/cc/ee/ff/gg
3/07/16 for contest: My Biggest Mistake judged 8/07/16- NA
3/08/16 for contest I Got Zero, Nothing, Nada-2 by Broken Wings - Placed 6
Placed 5 for contest Lessons of life learned by Brenda Chiri-Caroll (10/02/17)
Copyright © Sunita U.D Palawon | Year Posted 2016
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