a mothers love

she was always on drugs so i was deprived of love 

she was always on the pole that we never knew the meaning of home 

she was stuck on the drug like it was cupid a undieing love   

she left one night cps came knocking on the door with a fright  cause she left 

us alone they foundher on the sid eof a road makeing money with her body

the only thing she owned   she came from the same truth

she was putting us through she wanted nothing but to be a goody mother

but the drugs were to strong as she would say the were a good look on her so

they took us away  from a bad home if you wanna callit that anyway 

met a man name dadoption and truth i first resented it but then i found theres

 was another no another women i could make proud she was my second chance

taught me about being a real women taught me about a god in the sky and

thank him  He made me alright nowand now i speak truth through these gifts i use

a good because i love you relationship aint blood its

who choose sto step and take their job and

love its about putting down your

past and picking up your future but i glad mom number 1 didn't

 

This poem is about: 
My family

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