Friday, January 31, 2014

A broken heart has no cure

This poem was written by my talented niece, Anu. It's based on the recent story in the news about the Woman with the mummified baby...

A broken heart has no cure

Six years ago I gave birth to a devil of a son,
He left me with sleepless nights; I’m glad he’s gone,
He screeched and cried in his cot,
I had no choice but to let him rot.

I was just one when she first left me alone,
She taught me neglect is worse than a broken bone,
I called for her, pleaded for her, but she never came,
Left me abandoned, I’ll never be the same.

I had to leave all my friends for a baby boy,
I had to spend some of my money on his silly toy,
I tried my best to love him, I really did,
I figured there's no need to waste my time on a stupid kid.

She said she loved me, did she really care?
When she yanked me up by my chestnut hair,
She fed me hatred and left me shattered,
When she got angry it was me she battered.

I got fed up, his cute act, I definitely wasn’t buying,
So I did what I had to do and left him there dying,
Kammy was his name, I wouldn’t say it if I dared,
He was a mistake, it’s not like I really cared.

She looked at me with disgust; she tossed me in the bin,
When people came she locked me away and said I wasn’t in,
She chewed me up and spat me out like I was stale gum,
Amy was her name the woman that treated me like a scum.

Now I sit here in a cell feeling what he felt,
Abandoned by the world I'm set alight to melt,
I know I was mean; I have a reason for being cruel,
But everybody’s starting to treat me like a fool.

It’s one thing to be abused another to be abandoned,
Every time you hear the lock turn you’re instantly frightened,
I learnt a lesson from this, I certainly am sure,
You see broken bones can heal but a broken heart has no cure.

(c) Sweetest Ruby 2014

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