...by Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip"
What an irony
A child parenting parents....
Subtly awakening them
To duties long abandoned.
Children, now more conscious
That parents conscience
Has truly gone unconscious.
Else how could a mother
Trust a nanny with her child
Yet, not trust her with keys
To her treasured vanities?
Or are her coveted jewellery
More valued, more precious
Than her flesh and blood?
Many cry less
At loss of a loved one
Than they do at a lost loss.
It leaves one lost, for words.
(c)2016 Tijjani M M.
All Rights Reserved
What an irony
A child parenting parents....
Subtly awakening them
To duties long abandoned.
Children, now more conscious
That parents conscience
Has truly gone unconscious.
Else how could a mother
Trust a nanny with her child
Yet, not trust her with keys
To her treasured vanities?
Or are her coveted jewellery
More valued, more precious
Than her flesh and blood?
Many cry less
At loss of a loved one
Than they do at a lost loss.
It leaves one lost, for words.
(c)2016 Tijjani M M.
All Rights Reserved
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