Voices on the Wind
Continue to Stomp on Us
by Michelle O'Hearn
I cried the day she took you
No one thinks we hurt
Daddies are made of steel, they say
Daddies do not feel that way
But flesh and blood isn’t dirt.
You cannot continue to stomp on us
Thinking we do not care
Media already says we’re stupid
That only women desire Cupid
So children beware.
“Everyone needs their father”
Everyone claims with lips
Money speaks louder than words
And income would only be one-third
If judges tossed their bag of tricks.
While we continue to fund the economy
As we survive our own poverty
Don’t be surprised when you find
A generation of entitled minds
Seeking to lay hands on your property.