If I Had a Mother
If I had a mother
She’d be beautiful and triumphant
She would love her children endlessly–
To the moon and back
But I have a child in her place
Selfish and self-degrading
An entity one ought not bother
She thinks she earned it.
She fled like a gazelle
When the times got the toughest
A culmination of mental disease
She resides with the palms
Left my brother behind
In the care of her mother
Who can be pettier than she.
I cannot foresee the outcome
I have no premonitions
A product of her environment
Instability and desire
Can make a person
Trust me, I’m somewhat of an expert.
One thing my mother taught me
Confront your problems, don’t run,
My brother abandoned like I was
We live the same life on different planes.
Though we share the same blood,
I shall not call her kin
Should she return to her duties,
The abandonment still cannot be forgiven.
She didn’t leave just one behind,
She left three.
My brother, sister, and me.