How Could a Mother

The word betrayal 
As i say at forty nine
Goes back when i was five
Way back in time

A mother, a father
And two little boys
A mother who played around
For her own little joys

Then one night
When her kids were asleep
Next door started a fire
We were out in the street

Our house was burnt down
Every thing we had was lost
Could we move on as a family
At no matter the cost

It was not to be
As in the courts it was decided
Two boys with their father
And their mother, now divided

What takes a mother
And her decision to leave home
To leave her young boys
In her selfish roam

Her husband, her boys
Start to make a new life
Then on that April day
Again, its filled with strife

William, her eldest
On a Monday night
Was knocked down and killed
Dragged from, her youngest ones sight

He never survived
We thank the angels he never
His limbs of four
Under the van were severed

How could a mother
Be as selfish as this
Leave her two young boys
For her adult bliss

Two years later
Her youngest nearly gone
Upon a bottle he fell
His artery severed, his life withdrawn

Maybe the angels
Were with him that day
For you now read his words
That his history says

Seven years later
My father departed
Broken hearted, distraught
Since her selfishness started

He joined his eldest
As they shone with the stars
Leaving the youngest behind
To live with the scars

Its what happens to a family
That becomes so frail
As she abandons her kids
The ultimate betrayal



My entry into Olusegun Adelana " Betrayal " contest




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Chircop Avatar
February 6, 2010 at 5:16 AM
Ow James,this poem wrenched my heart out indeed, I need tishoos now dear friend,very very sad,it hurts..Veryt talented poet indeed,,Charma
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February 5, 2010 at 8:29 PM
This says so much about your dedication to your own family and the inspiration behind it, James. Once you live with such tragedies, you never want your children to suffer from the same acts. I'm sure it felt like betrayal when my grandfather abandoned my 3-year-old father and his baby sister, but he went on to become the best father possible. Just like you, he did not want to repeat mistakes of the past. You have my admiration and love, Highlander! Carolyn
Kendrick Avatar
February 5, 2010 at 4:38 PM
I am glad that you have told the story. Rejection, pain, and abandonment was the feelings given to you at such a young age that the pain lingers on into your life as of now. May the telling of the story give you release. Great write that should do well in the contest. Good luck. Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara
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February 5, 2010 at 3:51 PM
i'm touch by your life. i appriciate your intamacy with us your friends.i agree with you yours was the ultimate betrayal. i have my mother and she is what you would call part of the mystery of why your mothers different from other mothers. what happen to the instint. my only answer is God did not give it to her. so don't blame her compleatly. even animals have the instinct. but if God don't give it to you like he gives out salvation, you just aint got it. John Henry Loving III
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February 5, 2010 at 3:42 PM
so sad, I am wiping tears
Sweetheart Avatar
February 5, 2010 at 3:23 PM
Winner written all over this heart wrenching story of truth James... a drama all too frequently played out on the stage of life... superb write.. good luck in the contest... look for this one wearing a crown after judging is completed.. luv.. Linda-Marie.
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