Care For Your Children

Though he’s not an orphan
He seems like one 
Though she isn’t an orphan
She seems like one

Its so funny!
Hey you mister 
Are you single?
Don’t you have children?

Hmmm,But you are   all the bars
      Rummaging for them prostitutes
      Spending a thousand bucks on alcohol
      But the children, them starve

Jesus! Help this Guy
Don’t you have a wife?
So you wanna spoil her
When you get home
You wanna beat her up?
Drunk as you are
You beat her up
And wake up saying ‘sorry’.

Drinking uncontrollably
Doing juvenile things
Making snowmen 
You are stupid.

Report for him to the police 
Tell them he isn’t caring for these infants
Tell them he loves prostitutes the most 
Tell them he is alcohol possessed 
Let the police tell him to care for his children
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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