No words with love, no compliments,
just ~don't~ on each little move,
every day only judgments,
on the gentle soul a new scar and groove.
All others can do things better than you,
don't paint always over the line,
you are always eating for two,
and always dirty like swine.
Immediately change this awful shampoo,
I am allergic on this scent,
how come, again you need another shoe,
try to work like me and pay for the rent.
You are crazy like your mommy,
when your friends were here
your room looks like after tsunami,
because of that I need to drink my beer.
You are always on the side of your mommy,
look at your face, probably I am not your dad.
For you was better to stay in her tummy,
you are the same, both of you are mad.
I have no time to help you with a school test,
listen to me, just sit and shut up,
sit quiet, this is a chair not a bird nest,
I need a peace to read news and to drink my new cup.
All other can do things better than you,
Immediately change this awful shampoo,
You are crazy like your mommy
for you was better to stay in her tummy.
I will bite you till you will pee the bloody foam.
I will kill you and your mother, you, little gnome.
Author notes
I have heard this kind of conversation between a father and son.
Picture: autor unknown
ST:allpoetry.com/ poem/2205568
Written August 29th, 2006
In a list
A contest entry
- The horrifying Truth of Child Abuse by PoetrysAngel2041.
300 points, ended September 4, 2006, 10 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
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My gosh, I do not think I could tolerate hearing a conversation like this between a Father and Son, I fear my temper would get the better of me.
Great write
♥
Thank you for your entry in the May Tolerance & Child Abuse Prevention Stop Child Abuse Contest
Stay safe
~Manda
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this is so full of the sadness of true abuse so sad yet so real no one knows what realy goes on inside the locked doors being abused myself I can relate congratulations on your shiny and good luck in the contest
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How sad and how abusive ...
and the cycle must be broken. Like father, like son. Of course the child is innocent, but he may become a clone of his father.
Oh Sonja! You touched my heart with this one.
Love
Myra
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This is a terrible case of abuse u have written about and the picture is so saddening. this is so hard to read but it speaks the truth. good luck
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Thank you wings of an angel for your time to read it for review, comment, applause and good wishes.
~Sonja~ -
This is a very good poem that you had penned here your rhythm and rhyme flowed beautifully throughout the entire poem I love the picture you had chosen for this poem good luck in the contest
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Thank you Grenadine.
~Sonja~ -
Thank you Soulful Woman for comment and support. As I said this is not only about poetry. Any kind of abuse is out o mind, especialy child abuse.
~Sonja~ -
Wow. This is just heartbreaking.
I'm not going to leave further critique because I sense your purpose here wasn't about technical aptitude.
Best wishes and good luck in your contest.
Much respect,
Gren -
Oh boy...It took me awhile to compose myself before leaving a comment. Didnt know what this was about when I clicked on, but when I saw the picture, immediately I cringed. I remember being that little girl..My heart goes out to the children that are in these situations, I was there...I grew up and now have raised my own family. Not all of us are this lucky. This was a heart wrenching poem and it touched so many parts of me. Great job
Soulful Woman -
Thank you Kiba-Kun. I wish to show this line not only because of my poetic effort. My intention was much deeper but I can see that you are able to recognize it.
~Sonja~ -
Thank you for your time to read and comment my work. Yes, I would like when many people will be able to read this kind of verses, not only mine. Most people do not take a care what happend close to them especily when bruises are not visible.
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great write
i'm utterly speechless by this piece...i can't come up with anything to reely say about it because it's good. -
This is a heartwrenching story. It seems there are a lot of poets on this site writing about this kind of thing lately. You have done this very well and deserve every praise for posting this. Violence within the family is an ever increasing problem. We recently has a world convention in Northern Ireland to establish a comission on the rights of children. I only ish they had been able to read this. Well done for a fantastic effort.
Claire -
Thank you dear friend for your time to read this piece of poetry and applause. It was always sad when one realy know from the first face what I am talking about. I would like to be able to lock any kind of abuse doors forever.
~Sonja~ -
I have seen and felt the scares that this poem so accurately bare to all. It really has taken me back to a time I long forgotten but haunted me. I can still hear the screams and the yelling, the scares from this can never be seen unless you have a special insight, as you obviously do. You have an inner softness of an angel’s heart that reaches out to so many. I am sure with a special friend like yo everyone will walk out of such a dark place.
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Hi Walt! Thanks for your kind words. Most of "this kind" of parents were abused some way and most of them can't recognized their problem. Always somebody else is guilty for their frustration. The'v been kid also but it is very hard to remind them to think about their childhood because they are afraid that some scary hidden truth could suddenly pop out. It is much easier to be "a cheef".
~Sonja~ -
So very sad, Sonja. Written well, too well. Last two words strike the terrible bell of sadness "little gnome" All children are a gift from God. But the Bible doesn't say that "all parents" are gifts from God. Surprising. Some are gifts from "hell". This is a hard hitting poem. Necessary to hear. Tks. Walt.
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Unfortunately after many closed family doors many children are abused this or similar way, but society and doctors are mostly asking for visible signs and kids are mostly afraid to say anything to anybody because they are confused and "stretched" between love they have and need and fears. That realy must to stop forever. Even animals are not doing the same. They are teaching how to live in comunity and how to survive. Because of this kind of parents treatmen we have people who hates the world and must punnish somebody. Maybe their kids all whole nations with any kind of war.
~Sonja~ -
Unfortuntely you are right, to be abuse without visible bruises coul be very painful for life. Yes, this is so sad reality.
~Sonja~ -
Oh wow, I've seen much emotional abuse (actually a little like this) but never have I seen it in such a strong form of poetry. Yeah I agree, I see it like this, if you want to be parents; treat your child like the best thing in the world. No one's imperfect and no child has to go through all of that. Thanks so much for putting something like this up.
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A WONDERFUL AND EYE-OPENING POEM
My dear Sonja, you have written of an abuse that is so often overlooked, though the pain one feels from this kind of treatment is so terrible and real.
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We are on the same side my dear frined, my blood boiles too. Some people do not deserve to be parents,even to be close to any kid.
~Sonja~ -
My blood boils at this horrifying tale enhanced by the photo.
I start to hate, all those who abuse kids in any way, I hate!!!
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Thanks blondone for comment, applause and good wishes.
~Sonja~
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oh so powerful these words are so hurtful I was so scared to read the ending this is a grand of a write wish you the best in the contest....
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Thanks for silent comments and applause. You know who you are
~Sonja~ -
Thank you Sam. Yes, sound scary, but to be there and to listen and see it was much more painful.
~Sonja~ -
Sonja;
Your uses of verbal abuse is scary. I hear it a lot with my job and your lines are very correct. There are many kinds of passion, I think that this is some of the strongest passion I have ever seen from you. Bless you for that.
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Thank you Shahrzad. If I will earn any points here and then will be able to change them for more love, patience and securiti for kids, I will do that at the same second. I know this poem has a cruel words and maybe will be recognized some parents problem. Kids never asked us to be born...Can you imagine this kid future life's atitude and self esteem?
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hi my dear Sonja
Wish you luck in the contest.
Shahrzad
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