I Did Not Fail
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I did not fail in mother's love...
was always there, I raised him fine.
He never married or left home,
and all went well for quite some time.
When child and parent are reversed,
the elder needs care in the end.
The child becomes the parent when
on him, the parent must depend.
Elder abuse, I know is true...
for I now sit alone and scared.
My son forgets that I once lived
his mother's life, so unimpaired.
Confined to home and never out,
my world is closed, I have no choice;
hair so unkempt and clothes unwashed...
I sit and stare without a voice.
I do not dare request a thing...
his anger chills me to the bone.
I must stay quiet, bare my days
and live within my safety zone.
I did not fail in mother's love...
was always there, I raised him fine.
But, never thought that time would form
this heartless child, now so maligned.
Sandra M. Haight
~6th Place~
Premiere Contest: Through Their Eyes #2
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton
Rules: Poems From the Victim's Eyes ~ Fiction
Judged: 08/16/2016
"Elder abuse is a significant public health problem. Each year, hundreds of thousands of
adults over the age of 60 are abused, neglected, or financially exploited. Elder abuse,
including neglect and exploitation, is experienced by 1 out of every 10 people, ages 60
and older, who live at home. This statistic is likely an underestimate because many
victims are unable or afraid to disclose or report the violence."
Reference: http://www.cdc.gov/features/elderabuse/
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2016
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