Dare To Compare

Gonna compare the two who do i choose?

My mom was there off and on,

my dad was there dusk to dawn.

Mom's been gone so long,

need someone to count on.

My dads got my back we share a special bond.

My mom stabbed us in the back our possessions got pawned,

while wearing a blindfold our family was conned.

So, now she is gone.

poem by Tamara Fowler
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