I hear such sad stories in my daily life that I was moved to write this. It’s about all those boys out there who are neglected by men who can’t seem to find the time to get involved. I’m so lucky that I have a Dad who got involved when I was young; who did his share of the job of parent. Thanks Dad.

Boys They’ll Stay

 

Where are all the boys to go?

Help me please for I don’t know

Those ones with no clear path to walk

And no-one to guide them at each fork

 

Boys will be boys, and boys they’ll stay

If all their fathers walk away

The ‘can’t be bothered’ and ‘just forgot’

Their sons are not so hard to spot

 

Eyes downcast and full of pain

At being met with such disdain

Brows furrowed beyond their years

Hearts brimming with unexpressed fears

 

Fears and feelings they cannot explain

New washed napkin bearing inky black stain

But who calls to task all those absent men

Who let down their children again and again

 

Captains deserting a new-laden ship

Taking its rudder at the start of a trip

Leaving midshipmen to find their own way

Then passing the blame when the bearings are stray

 

Thanks for reading. You can check out more of my poetry by following the links below.

 Slide – a poem about despair

Climb – a poem for my son

The Scene Within – a poem

What the Haiku! – The Complete Collection

 

 

 

 

 

Cover photo credit – Katherine Chase via Unsplash

Body text photo (beach) credit – Luke Michael via Unsplash