Growing Up In Fear

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Growing Up in Fear

I wish I was adopted

As my mother was King Kong

And my father wasn’t that strong

And was soon gone

Life was very hard

Growing up in the slums

Watching every crumb

Though

I never thought about food

The days were very long

And lots of adventurous fun

Out all the time

Trouble chasing me

A few of the kids

Were spoiled rotten

But most were

Very poor indeed

The Catholic church

Had it quirks

But it never did much to help

Or be there in our misery

But as a child of the 70s

I can only have my views

Be them large or small

Hurtful or great

Everything came to us late

When I was 12 years old

I started cooking my meals

Pizza chips (fries) and baked beans

Everyday in every way

I knew God was real

But I didn’t know how

He was looking out for me

Even when I was in my sins

Saving me from peadofiles

Although I had to suffer

A lot of abuse

At home and on the streets

School was no better place

I don’t know how I survived it all

The crimes against me were very strong

I often thought what have I done wrong

To deserve such pain

To deserve such punishments

Turns out mummy was ill

In the head

But we had no idea about that

At the time

Just a single parent family

Surviving public persecution

For having no daddy at home

Forgive me dear God

I don’t know

What I’ve done wrong

To deserve such a life full of abuse

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Autobiography: Childhood

In memorial to my mother who died age 75 in 2009; I had no knoweldge of my mothers death, I found out by accident in 2012 at the time of Donna Summers death.

I forgive my mother of all the abuse, and my sisters for not informing me of her death.

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