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Array ( [sid] => 122140 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => reality check [time] => 2006-06-22 15:29:43 [hometext] => this is what my mother would have you think. [bodytext] => im an abusive parent
this is true
abusing my kids
is all that i do
i burn their flesh
with a cigerrete
with razorblades
their blood is let
a doubled fist
in the eye
i live to make
my children cry
across the back
with a broom
keep them locked
in their room
insult, belittle
put them down
i live to make
my children frown
call them stupid
call them fat
call them spoiled
selfish brat
i dont allow them
to have friends
i give them chores
that never end
wake them at
the crack of dawn
make them slave
all day long
if they do not do
just as i say
i know just how
to make them pay
no matter how well
my child does
im the worst parent
that ever was
never a reward
nor a kind word
from my lips
have they heard
making them suffer
my only goal
must keep them under
complete control
do not allow them
to make a choice
they are not allowed
to have a voice
loves something i
have never shown
neglect is all theyve ever known
hate is all i ever give
im the worst parent
that ever lived






[comments] => 3 [counter] => 311 [topic] => 23 [informant] => kreechur [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 7 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FamilyPoems )
reality check

Contributed by kreechur on Thursday, 22nd June 2006 @ 03:29:43 PM in AEST
Topic: FamilyPoems



im an abusive parent
this is true
abusing my kids
is all that i do
i burn their flesh
with a cigerrete
with razorblades
their blood is let
a doubled fist
in the eye
i live to make
my children cry
across the back
with a broom
keep them locked
in their room
insult, belittle
put them down
i live to make
my children frown
call them stupid
call them fat
call them spoiled
selfish brat
i dont allow them
to have friends
i give them chores
that never end
wake them at
the crack of dawn
make them slave
all day long
if they do not do
just as i say
i know just how
to make them pay
no matter how well
my child does
im the worst parent
that ever was
never a reward
nor a kind word
from my lips
have they heard
making them suffer
my only goal
must keep them under
complete control
do not allow them
to make a choice
they are not allowed
to have a voice
loves something i
have never shown
neglect is all theyve ever known
hate is all i ever give
im the worst parent
that ever lived










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Re: reality check (User Rating: 1 )
by fielding88 on Thursday, 22nd June 2006 @ 05:00:48 PM AEST
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Hmm, well this would benefit from stanza separation. Seemed cathartic, but almost too critical. It's not literal, is it? In which case I'm surprised you were able to get a chance to post it. The author's note seems out of place. This is what your mother would have people think of herself? Unless you're a parent yourself, and are being accused of this (In which case, I wonder why you haven't given your side of the story?). Your rhymes were good, didn't seem forced. Happy posting.


Re: reality check (User Rating: 1 )
by catz77 on Thursday, 22nd June 2006 @ 06:35:01 PM AEST
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good rhymes
not exactly a nice write but it is good

catz


Re: reality check (User Rating: 1 )
by Man_On_High on Friday, 23rd June 2006 @ 12:44:30 AM AEST
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"whatever" ..on the work..

ANYTHING rhymes just as well~
..perhaps you might visit the 'Sesame Street Page'..
(a place for people, more your speed!)

Finally...I only find it necessary to say, that NEVER, should you degrade Karen, or ANYONE else online, in this manner - you have NO idea who's reading.. and so, you're no better, than you would be, if you drug her out into some city square and had her stoned and burned at the stake!!
(your thoughtless remarks here on-site)

..though the people who might have had enough wit to put something like that together, surely had you beat from the get-go.. and so you can't even KILL right!

*possitive I echo the sentiments of ALL her friends here*

Billy - Man On High




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