Mother Mother
Mother Mother
Stay your hand
I've been good
and quite bland.
Father father
keep your head
stop the syringe
you've only bled.
Mother mother
open your eyes
keep your pride
don't listen to those lies.
Father father
behind the bars
kept sedated
ketp from harm.
Mother Father
Stop the horrors
stay with me
safe and sound
and without cruelty.
This poem is about:
Me
My family