No Mother, No Father

The absense of love from my fleshly creators

Leaves a void consuming my soul.

I grasp for love...connection...a bond;

The things I see other kids enjoy.

I long to utter the words, "Mom, Dad;"

But to my mother and father,

Not to imposters!

I yearn for the love of my fleshly creators;

To be held, to be listened to, to be loved...

To know two people exist

That will do anything for me.

But those two people do not exist

I have no one...

No one willing to sacrifice it all for me.

No one listens to me or hears my cries.

I have no parents to hear my thoughts...

To know my needs...

I can only whisper the words,

"Mom, Dad"

To the created images in my mind;

But only when no one's around to hear me.

Only in my imagination

Can I talk to my fleshly creators...

Because I have no mother or father,

My father's not here,

And my mother's long gone.

Shane P

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