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Ungrateful Son

Self righteous there, he stands and preens, this perfect specimen Due to Mothers nurturing, alive and prospering. Forgotten are the years of toil, the Mothers care and love The Brother and the Sister, he keeps his head above What poison foul infects his blood, and whispers in his ear to Blind his eyes and turn his head from truth’s he will not hear In judgement he declares the fault, forgetting what He’s done Self righteous words and nasty mouth, deny the blame he owns The bond he broke, the lives that spent, creating him a home Are conveniently forgotten , he must have done it on his own The years of dedicated Love, are foreign to his kind The loyal years of Motherhood discarded in his mind Oh that he could just stand aside ,and see what he could be Just take the look, review himself and see what others see An arrogant uncaring fool who pose’s puffs and struts fawning Yes’s on his cronies , and to his family But’s He’s lost forever, lest he changes temper tantrum’d rants Grow from a nasty little Boy and take the real mans stance. For many things in life don’t last, they’re transient you see But a Mothers care and heartfelt love will live eternally Or will he visit once a year for duty tend a grave A caring loving thankful son, for show he will be brave Remember this you upstart, no matter what you say The debt you owe your Mother, you never can repay Next time you start your little rants and Put your Mother down When she is dead and in her grave forgiveness won’t be found.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 4/30/2011 6:45:00 AM
An enjoyable read, David. Verrrry nice. By the way, you've been added to my fave list.
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