Ode To A Child

I’ve had kids before, of them I was proud.

Not you, you’re arrogant, brash and loud.

They would treat me gently, and were very kind.

You abuse me and don’t even seem to mind.

YOU’RE the one, who makes me sad,

YOU’RE the one who treats me bad.

At least with them, I could sometimes get sleep

But not with you, you punch and cut me deep.

They would treat me with tender loving care,

You try to choke me, deprive me of air.

YOU’RE the one, who makes me sad,

YOU’RE the one who treats me bad.

When they left I was so very sorry.

You want to go, I won’t even worry.

While they were here, they helped me to thrive.

When you leave I’ll be lucky to be alive.

YOU’RE the one who makes me sad.

YOU’RE the one who treats me bad.

Yet, even despite you, I will survive.

After a little while I will revive.

I will produce more kids to keep around,

And those too, I will keep both safe and sound.

YOU’RE the one who makes me sad.

YOU’RE the one who treats me bad.

I know that all of your bad treatment

I do not deserve,

I am love, I am life, I am YOUR mother

…….PLANET EARTH.