Neglect
(A true story)
I'd kick your shadowy face
But it's not worth the blood on my shoes.
I was a lonely seven-year-old watching him mom
try to stay strong despite the bruises on her arms
you didn't think we notived the burns in the bathroom rug
The syringes in the trash, the foul smell leaking out into the hall
you took the drugs, they took your life
and now you've lost your kids and wife
they sent you to jail
but that didn't help at all
You said you found god
But the god I sometimes believe in
wouldn't have let this happen in the first place
now here I am, 13 years to my life
by the time you're out I'll be 33
but I'll never forget the scars
the agony and the pain
the suffering we had to go through
a single mom and her two kids
the banks you robbed may have been filled with cash
But you'll never steal enought money
to buy my love again.
Scott Evans, 13.