Mother's Love
Mothers love
When and on the sofa with a girl and things got heated
but when the lady said that was it
better go home, masturbate and read a sexy magazine.
But some go too far from the anger of rejection
if he succeeds, he takes pleasure in humiliating victims
The love he reserves from his mother on her birthday.
Oh, she hears him coming and going at odd hours goes
to his room avoiding her, she knows he has been upset
why could they not be nicer to him?
“Woman raped and killed going home from work.”
She knows in her heart but let it pass.
He is a good boy.
Copyright © Jan Hansen | Year Posted 2022
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