Drug Lord's and Pimps

by Maple Tree   Aug 28, 2017

Dear Monsters of the night~

Do you honestly think
a mother can't see through
your fake grin and cracked teeth?

You feed upon my child
until her soul is completely


I hear her skeleton
whisper to me at night,
Momma, help me;

I sent my army,
gathered prayers
along the way
mixed with candles;

So people can see
your demonic hearts
glowing in the night.

You will not take my child!

I'll scrape the pavement
search every alleyway;
and knock on doors of
crack houses...

Until all of you choke on the pain
you have caused...

That's what a Momma does.


Dear Bird Baby,
Momma loves you to the Moon and back.


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  • 1 month ago

    by Meena Krish

    A mother's pain and anguish will never go unanswered and
    I will pray that your little bird will break through the darkness
    and return back to her sunshine...((hugs)) take care Andrea

    Congrats on the win

  • 1 month ago

    by mossgirl19

    I can't believe I forgot to comment on this powerful write, Ms. Andi. Congrats on your win, a very strong write.

  • 1 month ago

    by Angie

    This breaks my heart, bring her home Sunshine, bring her home, she needs her Momma :'(

  • 1 month ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    Congrats on the win

  • 1 month ago

    by Hellon

    Andrea...as a mother you will NEVER give up on your child no matter how overwhelming the situation. This was such a heartbreaking poem but also a reality check for a lot of people. I can only hope your little bird will finally find wings and fly back into your arms...

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