Poems

Deadbeat Dad


You are no man, 
you are what we call a deadbeat dad.


You won't take care of your children you had, 
You act like you have no past, 
that is really very sad.


You move on from state to state, 
and from woman to woman, 
thinking you are something great.


One day you will come to realize, 
that you can not leave your past behind.


The babies  that you left me to care for on my own, 
know now that you are gone


They can make  their own decisions on their thoughts about you, 
they can decide if they wants to meet you, or just be through.


You missing out on all the fun, 
because you just had the urge to always run.


You missing their smiles and the way they talked, 
you even missed seeing them begin to walk.


Birthday's were not something you chose to share, 
but that's OK they knew you would not be there.


So when you wake up one day with all your regret, 
please don't ever forget, 
you are the one that caused all your problems to manifest, 
because you forgot about the one thing that would have made you the best, 
YOUR CHILDREN!!!

Unwanted


You were never there
When I needed care
You took off
When things got rough
And moved on
The day you decided I was an unwanted son


I hear news about you here and there
To myself, I whisper in despair
How life is not fair
I sometimes breakdown and cry
And wish to die
Because deep inside
Where my feelings hide
I long for a fatherly hug
Like a recovering addict to his drug


I looked for your face during my graduation
I missed your smile after my promotion
A face I never had the chance to see
A smile I only imagine to feel free


How can I celebrate your special day
When your name is synonym of betray?


For everything that I went through
The cheers I never heard coming from you
The love you chose not to give
The sorry cards I never received
The mental anguish
And all the things I missed
Toward you, I still won't recriminate
Though, I choose to dedicate your special day
To the one who's been there for me all along
The one who helped me distinguish right from wrong
My Mom, my hero

DEADBEAT-DAD

Do you know what you’ve done

To the children you shun

Their sweet hearts you have broken

With the words you have spoken

Though liar and cheat

The rap you won’t beat

Is the way you have treated

The children you cheated

When you’re an old dying man

There’ll be nary a fan

At your grave, at your end 

Not a single real friend

Justice is karma

The cost of your drama

You’re worth none of my time

Nor one more rhyme 

Ode To Motherhood

© Faith E. Pilato

they say the child chooses
the parent before
they are conceived

God gave me lists
of mother's names
and pictures of them too.

I looked and looked
they all looked the same
and then I saw you.

Who is this woman?
I asked the Lord
She looks quite nice to me.
You have chosen well my child.
And he spoke these words to me.

She is kind and gentle
and very wise
and she will hold you
close to her
when you cry.

Her eyes will shine
when you take your first step
and smile at your delight.

She will show her pride
when you succeed
and pick you up
when you fail.

She will work hard
to give you the best she can
and rock you to sleep with weary time worn hands.

She will shelter you
on stormy days
and dry your fears away.
She will bask with you
in sunshine on
sunny summer days.

And when you are grown
like you soon will be
She will still be there
To comfort thee.

I choose her.
I told the Lord
For none like her
I've seen before.

And the day came
when I was born.
I had chosen well
of this I'm sure.

I picked you
above the rest
and because I did
My life is blessed