Tuned Out

The day I was born should have been the best day for my mom A bundle of joy I was as my father told me. But as I grew, It didn’t seem to be true I never felt wanted by her Nor secure The good times were there But far and in between The negative words The anger and neglect brought on nightmares in the night. No comfort, no care I received from her But I thank God my dad was there. Today she has left to start her new life No care or concern Not even a goodbye When she sees us She doesn’t say hello She walks by us as someone she doesn’t know. Is this my mother I ask myself Is this a mother supposed to be there. Thank God for my dad And his blessings within I pray for my mother I pray for her soul I pray for her mind also May God bring her to her rightful sense Knowing that we need her to the end.