“Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me. In my Father’s house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.”
-John 14:1-2, 27
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Help me Daddy
Daddy, Daddy, help me.
Mommy hates me today;
She knew that I failed;
She even saw my grade;
She’s disappointed daddy;
Will she hurt me too?
Or treat me just like me;
Daddy, what shall I do?
I promised you right?
That I will not hurt mommy;
But she cried that night;
She cried all night, daddy;
I saw the papers scattered;
The bills she should pay;
Daddy, does money really matter?
That it worsened our bad day.
YOU ARE READING
Daddy
Poetry"Daddy, daddy, Help me." How does being helpless feel? no one could hear you, no one cares, no one dares. I wrote this poem according to the article I read that morning. what does being Father-less feel, having a mother but never seem to care, hav...
