A barren woman
What the kids don't have
Does not tilt and does not include
No hugs tonight
And he doesn't kiss in the morning.
Not a weapon against evil
I don't care.
Because there's no one
And I don't think I'm expecting any more.
A fluffy everyday
And in life, unkind
Like a road without purpose
A barren woman
Alone in His World
And she sits at the table.
She's nothing.
No home nor possessions
A tiny Seed
Daughter or son
Spray and dust
What Has Destroyed His Life
