To everyone who judged my mother,
They judged her because of her past,
Burning flames, their wrath blasts,
Posting harsh words, went on public shaming,
Ocean of tears, she's there alone and sailing.
She admitted her mistakes as a mother,
Explaining and hoping that they'll forgive her after,
Got mistreated and hurt by her own family,
Bringing her past, telling her, slut and silly.
"You could've been living a good life at present."
"You're useless, never have done any accomplishment."
"Your daughters are as slut as you, as your sons being drunken from day to night."
"In the battle of a success you lose, because you didn't think right."
Those words echoed and lived inside my head,
God knows, how I cried every night in bed,
They just judged my own mother because of her yesterday,
Without knowing that, she's the best mother everyday.
Wherever I go in life, I'll never forget your faces,
The ways you've done to broke her in every circumstances,
Up until now, she's sailing on the ocean of loneliness,
But, as long as we're breathing, we'll be her happiness.
She's now living her life with us,
Acceptance and forgiveness is a must,
You viewed her as a failure,
For us, she's the real treasure.
This poem is dedicated to: sheisjustice
