I Promised My Son
Author: Ben Franklin
It's raining!! I hate working in the rain!
The only time I get shelter is when a customer drives along,
and thats only Ten minutes warmth,
I dont like what I do,
of course Id gladly swap my life with you
but thats not a reality
you have your nice life,
I have to worry about catching H.I.V.,
While your making sure your house is clean
I have to worry about being on the news because I have not been seen,
some say Im a saviour,
hold on a tick,
'how much is a bl** job love?'
'That will be a Fiver'
sorry folks its gotta be done,
presents to buy,
I promised my Son.
------- Author's Notes -------
To anybody who is not to sure what a 'fiver' is, it's five pound
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Terrie* (188.8.131.52) -- Monday, July 5 2004, 07:52 pm|
oh wow deep..life like that is a reality in todays society..... many will do what it takes to support their kids as poverty and lack of skills plays a big part, they do not like it any more than you and i, but love for their children takes them there ..i have seen it upon our streets..i enjoy your words they touch my heart...hugs/love
|Terrie* (184.108.40.206) -- Monday, July 5 2004, 07:56 pm|
once again thank you for your kind words,
have a nice day
|Meridian (220.127.116.11) -- Monday, July 5 2004, 08:46 pm|
I always know you're gonna post something good!! So you need no approval from me, because you do a great job as it is buddy! I like the way you wrote this poem, I can almost hear the tone.... About a father, who is concerned for his child, and wants the best for him.... Very touching Ben!
You're the best!!
|hushy (18.104.22.168) -- Monday, July 5 2004, 09:08 pm|
thanks alot for you comment meri,its always pleasing,oh and it was the mother who was working,not the father,but what ever way you wanna look at is cool with me.
|Clive (22.214.171.124) -- Tuesday, July 6 2004, 03:35 pm|
Yes a fiver I remember those days,
But a fiver is almost ten $
Keep sharing the life you see
|Ben (126.96.36.199) -- Tuesday, July 6 2004, 05:06 pm|
hello clive,yeah its amazing how we still get ripped off over here!thank you for you comment mate,
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