Absent fathers

the incompetence is out there

festering away

the inadequacy of people

fill me with dismay

blokes who have their end away

and leave gals high and dry

swan around the fucking world

and don’t even say goodbye

and they are seen as holier than thou

some of them feel

they are bloody guru’s

all life is in their wheel

they are the great masters

for people to bow down

and back at home they leave a kid

and a women in some town

across the oceans spending

vast amounts of dough

it costs a fortune flying here and there

as well we know

what of their kid

what of the lady

what has she to do

the costs are rising all the time

that much you know is true

the CSA are the people

they will trace the chump

they will chase him anywhere

abroad no you can jump

they don’t care a monkey’s

all you have to do

is get across the channel

and that much you know is true

for years the women’s saddled

with the baby and the cost

when they were together  she was beaten

she was lost

abused they do abuse them

thats what these blokes do

leave a broken hearted women

to try to live life through

she’s up against the brick wall

almost every day

she has to pay the bills

she has to find a way

she has to face the wrath of man

the councils and the rest

she has to try and get through life

and build a little nest

a little bit of safety

a haven for her child

she has to work her butt off

and it drives her wild

the CSA and others

don’t help a lot, indeed

and social media rubs it in

and we know where it does lead

hours of sheer frustration

with schooling and with life

if the child is disabled

heaps and heaps more strife

the bloke is named as father

but he’s farther down the street

so far down there no one knows

that there is no heart beat

to all intent and purposes

this bastard bloke is dead

he hasn’t paid a rusty dime

despite all that he said

he scarpered like a  maggot

and crawled into the dark

we know that he’s on twitter

and facebook

its a lark

he tells the world how holy

how peaceful he is, he

is a bastard runaway

but can’t get away from me

I am that unfortunate women

I took his violence and

I felt the wrath of his vile tongue

now I cannot stand

to think that he is living

and travelling around the world

preaching to the people

who sadly have been hurled

into his space listening

believing he is good

when at home he has neglected us

and has misunderstood

all of life’s great teachers

reprehensible he be

unpardonable his injustice

has been played out on me

I ‘ve suffered how I’ve suffered

his neglect of my dear son

11 years of nothing

whilst he’s been on the run

a mother takes the can for it

a mother feels the pain

a mother has to shield the son

though sometimes its all in vain

a mother makes the sacrifice

its heaped on her  and more

whilst the bloke does all  his guru stuff

and all outside the law

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