a mother’s Sweet Look i would never know
cursed as well as deprived did my soul feel
and no woman’s Love would make my life Glow
years of sadness covered my heart in snow
locked away behind a big Wall of steel
a mother’s Sweet Look i would never know
she bore me than just left me saying “No!”
it hurt so much i couldn’t even heal
and no woman’s Love would make my life Glow
as life went on i continued to grow
knowing what i wanted was never real
a mother’s Sweet Look i would never know
through women and girls my heart went so low
the skin on my face i wanted to peal
and no woman’s Love would make my life Glow
am i happier now i don’t think so
thinking as i’m alone eating this meal
a mother’s Sweet Look i would never know
and no woman’s Love would make my life Glow
Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.
James Pack 