I am That parent You see her standing head in hands Tears like a waterfall flow Her child is screaming with torment Because he is being taken somewhere he doesnt want to go You see him struggling to hold his boy As the child kicks and thrashes and bites His Daddy trying to sooth his son While strangers pass by shaking their heads She is crouched on the ground holding her child Stopping her daughter self-harming Begging the little one to please stop; be calm But the child is so distressed she cant hear her You see him kneeling on his knees Begging his God for a cure Quietly praying but shouting inside Why him? Why me? Why this? You see her crying, holding her child A public meltdown too far One look too many, no sleep for weeks All that is left is despair You can hear all the under-breath comments See all those knowing looks So many people judging the parents Time to pass comment but not offer support You see them about every day Doing their very best To love; to support; to understand their child In a society that seems not to care But you dont just see her and you dont just see him You see me; I am everywhere Because I am walking among you Because I am That parent Bernadette Guneratne 28.11.14
Posted on: Sun, 21 Dec 2014 07:24:49 +0000
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