Your age is not a piece
Of this purple puzzle unique
To your lavished life
You have cars that you give gas
But you ignore filling up little lad
Or little lady as a dad
So many fathers with less are bothered
Sacred fishing trips
Creeks lakes in which take a dip
You’ve been selfish and elfish
Your miniature application of affection
Doesn’t match or make a connection
Love is an action word
Not just felt and heard
But received with red receipts
How dare you never call
Never show up to talk
Never walk the holy walk despite flaws
Someone did father you
So you have a clue
What to do
There are men born of sin
Who had much less than
And they are awesome father’s awesome men
Don’t worry he was taught
To love you though you do not
Deserve that which you don’t give freely
You want a trophy
A son for cookouts and parties
When will you figure out you need
To start with an apology and
A conversation so deep
It erases the negativity
You are forgetting
Your seed is a part of your destiny
You can’t keep running
Deadbeat Dad Named John
I know a deadbeat man named John .
Who knew we had a daughter from day one.
Everywhere we had to move he knew exactly
where we were ,never to have a relationship with her .
Finally that day came she gave him a call .
He did nothing but blame , saying I wouldn't let him
see her , SHE STOPPED HIM THEN AND THERE !
She let him know how wrong he was . He denied all that
,being her dad, knowing he was from the start.
Oh, how mad I was he saying together we never were .
Made her do a DNA test to try to prove me wrong.
Never asked for child support know what a deadbeat he was.
It's sad so many out there like him , Deadbeat Dads !
A Deadbeat Dad Named John.
They have love children who send them hate mail.
Such is the life of most deadbeat dads in jail.
{Dedicated to those who write you
Boring emails filled with excuses)
~~Their Soliloquy~~
Oh, I have so much to do today.
Read the paper, look for bargains,
Part my hair!
But to call or email a relative or friend?
Can't do that.
Well ~yes I can!
But I use only three words at most.
I gotta have my jam and toast
Oh, life is so dang hard!
Sitting in the friendship House of Cards.
I only write all about food, weather or
my yard.
Why do people want so much of me?
I am too busy,thinking of only of me.
I let your emails go unanswered for
weeks.
Eating toast, takes hours you see?
But I do write longer if I am ill,
Then I want your prayers you bet.
Outside of myself,,,it's others I want
to forget.
(cough, cough, sneeze, sneeze, wheez,
wheez)
I live thinking of what I never got.
I won't even try, I may lose my
Netflix time or miss a movie?..
Yup,no time for you I am way too
groovy!
Panagiota Romios
4/28/2018
3pm..PST
I gave my neighbor a poinsettia plant as a gift
At Christmas two years ago, but now I am miffed!
His apartment is right next door to mine.
The gorgeous red blooms were just divine.
Now he still has it sitting on his patio in woe,
Dead of course… it had long ago ceased to grow.
The dead plant glares at me daily, and it gets my goat!
I wonder if he knows it rocks my boat.
Why can’t the deadbeat neighbor throw it away?
I regret my gesture that Christmas Day.
I gave the plant to him trying to be kind.
That neighbor must be lazy, or just blind.
I can safely say he won’t be winning the patio contest.
My patio is a gorgeous oasis, which won as the best.
I won’t be giving that neighbor another plant to neglect.
It belongs in the plant graveyard so I can forget.
I know a deadbeat dad named John ,
who knew he had a daughter from the
time she was born, everywhere we were
he tried to have a relationship with her .
Finally that day came he gave her a call .
He did nothing but blame ,not getting to
see her but,she knew the truth . She let
him know he was wrong as he denied being
her dad all this time now that she was grown .
Oh, how he made me mad as she began to cry,
saying we were never together at anytime.
After twenty-six years only me to get to raise her so ,
You're a deadbeat dad I raised her alone no help from you .
So many more deadbeats out there just like you
a Deadbeat Dad Named John.
WHAT ARE YOUR LIST OF PRIORITIES
DO HAVE OTHER THINGS THAT TIES YOU UP
OR OTHER CHICKS THAT PUT YOU DOWN
BROTHER DONT YOU START TO CLOWN
CAUSE NOW YOURE MAKING ME FROW
IM SUPPOSE TO BE THE ONE TO WEAR A CROWN
NOW YOU DRINKING CROWN ROYAL
AND NO LOYALTY IN YOUR WORLD
NOTHING BUT A DEADBEAT BROTHER IN MY WORLD
MOTHER OF YOUR SEED
PROTECTOR OF YOUR GARDEN
IM MOTHER NATURE IMMATURE BROTHER
CANT GET NO FOOD OR WATER
EVERYTIME YO PHONE RINGS
STRAIGHT TO THE INBOX I GO
STRAIGHT TO CHILD SUPPORT YOU KNOW
NOW IM NOT THE ONE TO CLOWN
YOU AINT NOTHING BUT A DEADBEAT BROTHER NOW
TRYING TO MESS UP MY FLOW
SEE IM FLOSSING WHAT YOU NEED IS TO FLOSS
WITH ALL THAT BUTTER IN BETWEEN YO TEETH
NOW YOU GOT ME HEATED AND IM READY TO HIT HARD
UNDERNEATH DEADBEAT BROTHER
CLAIM YOU WORKING HAVENT SEENTHE FRUITS
OF THAT LABOR SINCE YOU JOINED THE HARBOR
NOW BROTHER WHO ARE YOU FOOLING
PLAYING POOL WITH THE GUYS ALL NIGHT
THAT DONT SEEM RIGHT
MY HEAD IS ABOUT TO EXPLODE
AND YOU IN STRAIGHT CHILL MODE
CALLING ME CRAZY AND TELLING ME QUICK TRIPPING
ALL WHILE YOU SIPPING AND MISSING IN ACTION
THIS THE TYPE OF STUFF SISTERS BE TALKING ABOUT.
TOMORROW WILL BE BETTER?!?!
You said that on a million yesterdays!
Look at the calendar, it’s laughing at you.
Dude, are you SERIOUS?!
You should dress up like a “Father” on Halloween!
You can’t see through that old mask anymore.
I must still look like a little girl to you,
the crying five-year-old you forgot to pick-up from school,
the hopeful eight-year-old you promised that you'd be right back….
Don’t you know?!
All of those seasons, all of those missed moments,
all of the times that Father Time ticked me off,
placed a “no vacancy” sign across my heart and
brought me to this sad reality:
You laid down and made me,
but never stood up and raised me.
So, take your bull****, all of that lying ****,
that tomorrow will be better ****,
and make your grass greener
for Easter and
on the other damn side.
Hallmark should make a
Deadbeat Dad card.
Until then,
I'M NOT BUYING IT!
today I didnt expect this but hey what can i say
im the bad one now so woot woot hooray
im the one who had a child and turned my back on it
im the one who got its hopes up and stepped on it
im the one who never calls on its birthdays until three weeks later
coming up with excuses so it can feel better
but when it tried to leave me i just couldnt let it go
so i did what i know best and grabbed on its hopes
and i stepped on it yet again, im the bad one now so lets not forget
and wow it got crabby but i didnt care, why should i when i was never there
but hey it was a mistake, the only reason why i talk to it so i can continue this game
why should i take blame, it should blame itself, if it never exist i wouldnt be living in hell
it left me finally woot woot hooray now i can live my own life without it in my way
so in the future if i ever see it, i will just continue to walk on by as if it didnt exist.............................
No rhythm or life within my head
Silent mind
darkness eyes
Still and quiet below God's skies
Thunderstorm
gentle rain
has quickly taken 30 years of wretched pain
No meter or 1/2 time
just a deadness all around this tragic aging mind
Feel free to end ME
there is nothing more for these pupils to see
Life is old
The muse is void
deadbeat of ears
not for the living or self-employed
Just
an
epitaph
to
a
dismal and final death