The Man Who Left Us

You know, I'm never going to forgive him. And just because we're related by blood doesn't mean i owe him anything. I will never owe that man anything under this sun.

Oh dear Paul,

Left my grandmother 

With five children

Under her roof to raise.

,

Left my mother

With no father,

Only able to get an education

Where she did because of my

Great-grandmother Helen.

,

Left my great-grandmother

Looking down from Heaven,

Where she surely resided,

With disapproval, only

The money she made with hard work

To support her daughter and grandchildren.

,

Left my sister

Wary about her family,

Always thinking that they're going

To abandon her

And her next generation.

,

Left my brother

Calling him 'Uncle Paul'

Trying to establish a connection

Where there was none,

From the man who never gave 

So much as a phone call, a card on Christmas.

,

Left me

Bitter, unforgiving

To the 'Paul' who gave up

On me, my family,

Who i will never call 'grandfather'.

The End

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