caring for the carer ( Society has a responsibility as do the family)

To be a carer

takes a lot out of you

24/7 thats the rules

in play

mindfulness and diligence

go hand in hand

with assiduity

and how they pay

thoroughness

and meticulousness

in all things

vigilance comes knocking

at the door

probity and watchfulness

and being conscientious

alert and ready

which they just, cannot ignore

any little foible that surfaces

on every level you have to be there

equal to whatever

and of course so ruddy  clever

a janitor on joy

and very rare

a medical imbalance

can frustrate one

but understanding and study

have to be

coupled with the SEN’s and   the

paraphernalia

there’s so much paper work

and mystery

a single parent

really gets to struggle

alone upon the educational plane

day in day out

every sort of exposure

one’s life feels like

its  going down the drain

and then government

imposes it’s conditions

the carer takes the can

and soldiers on

everywhere you go in life

the carers work their butts

off

the cloak of sweet perfection

then they don

I know a special carer

with a medically disabled son

she does just about  everything for him

she’s on the run

as for  family members

they must realise and know 

the stress levels that rise each day

and probably still grow

is that ever  a  surprise

the carer does more work each day

for  society denies

they are quick to throw the book at them

for what or who achieves

the children at  all stages

and the carer who believes

as to other family members

what you have to do

is realise the stress factors

peruse create pursue

listen to the carer

show them how you feel

remember its an unpaid task

but very very real

at every level it is there

fighting to be seen

the carer does their damndest

for you all know where they have been

backwards through the mangle

forwards to the sky

sideways to the

far horizons

and that, is no lie

the work is from the morning

to the night and back again

there’s no rest for the carer

its really full on pain

and nobody to help you

nobody else does care

they just take you for granted

or wish you were never there

Holidays there are none

the state may help a while

but its an exchange

a profit motivation

all the while

they give some supplementation

but the carer gives it all

it becomes a lifelong commitment

they are, always on call

they may have a carers passport

a medical may be

they may get some perks

outside the home

but alone they have to be

socially their life is

tied to caring thats their thing

the educational red tape

can very often bring

a carer to their knees

for women carers

find it hard

they really have to battle

and always be on guard

family tend to neglect them

the state makes matters worse

the schools they have strict dictums

it feels like some great curse

there’s joy I suppose in knowing

that your life is committed to

the care and love of someone else

and this all your life through

how you are taken for granted

really left to be

a warrior a worrier into infinity

financially its difficult

creatively  one finds

your own health tends to suffer

the work load how it grinds

even the most loving caring sharing

down, for they

seldom can get real help

from their friends along the way

a carer is an angel

the task goes on and on

other family members have their lives

out there upon

the mortal plain of consequence

their freedom clearly seen

but the carer has to go it alone

for they have been

conditioned often neglected

by a partner actually

and there’s few around

prepared it seems to share

and so we see

and unpaid servant

chattel to the state

ignored and left

a pawn on life’s great chessboard

who others just berate

all their dreams and wishes

on the back burner, they

must take on the great caring job

as life fritters away

they are not on any payroll

its a fight they have each day

just life itself begins to get them down

that is the way

if you know  a carer

you know a special soul

someone who has joined the path

and taken on the role

the sympathy of family

is destined to be hard

for truthfully so many

are selfishly on guard

and so the single parent

whose a carer she may find

those who should be helping

suddenly are blind

they do not want to see her role

they do not want to share

she is disenfranchised

just for being there

a sentinel, a chaperon

resigned to what they do

it becomes a mission

some surrender thats my view

their internal emotions

are often numbed as they

are beaten up by all and sundry

all along the way

they are sadly the victim

of society for they

took it on themselves

to  care

and for that caring, pay

I happen to love a carer

and see her in the light

feel her sweet emotion

and sometimes she does bite

sometimes we must take on

a caring role and be

a carer to a carer

invest in her and see

share and entrust

your errand

try to liberate

give her some time

to realise

help her to placate

help her share  her worries

her burden and her soul

so at least she can rejuvenate

and reinvigorate her role

that sharing

may be daring

may be wearing

may be so

but really to love a carer

is the most wonderful thing

you know

and it may appear she doesn’t

love you no matter she

is on a path so winding so laborious

her key

is a smile, a joyous  countenance

a single want of joy

if you can give a carer some of your time

it will buoy 

her up and that is special

for you are caring too

imagine that involement

and all that will accrue

possibly not in this life

it matters not for she

has taken on a role

that sees a soul

rise rapidly

and this role rewards those who

become a sharing carer

to the carer

thats my view 

love has many dimensions

so just do what you can do