The Forgetful

Eagerly awaited candy
on her living wage
stern words rendered in love
false pretense never was her way
the gentle presence, knowing manner
that proved to you all things true
that lifted you up, sat you on a throne
for in her eyes, no wrong could be you.

Today you, your own one
no longer finding your feet
with a good life, a high life
where appearance is key.
Your own kin a-struggling
living hand to mouth
each day to them, a balancing act
are they squalid in your eyes?

Are you quite assured of Forever
when you dare snub her pleas?
When she commits the atrocity
of appealing for those too weak
did it perhaps never transcend
across that fickle mind of yours
one day it maybe your good self
too weak even to sigh
and she'll be the one right by your side
fighting tooth and nail for your life.


It hasn't been a happy few weeks. It can't be, when people you love are in pain. Just when you think they've been dealt the harshest they can endure, you're proven wrong. But I feel angry, sad and a bit shell-shocked today. How is it possible for some people to be so ignorant of the suffering of others? Sometimes even when 'others' are their own. Stupid pudding.