31 May 2012
I wakes up in the mornin', An' curse that bloody clock, The kids was up an hour ago, And runnin' fair amok, I gots two hours to sort 'em out, An' pack 'em off to school, Then off to work I 'as to go, With bare' a bowl o' gruel.
Every bloody days the same, Since the fella went, We 'ad a fair ol' bust up, 'Cos we couldn't pay the rent. I don't know how's I'll manage, My wages is so small, But still I 'as to do it, 'Cos I loves 'em one and all.
I begged 'im not to go but it fell on 'is deaf ears, I cried myself to kip that night, My 'ead was full o' fears. Four kids isn't easy when they's growin' up so fast, An' council says they'll take 'em, If I don't make changes fast.
I tries to keep on smilin' Tho' god blessus it's so 'ard, When five pound an hour don't go so very far, Their toes is 'angin' out their shoes, An' people point an' stare, They don't know how it hurts so much, Don't know how much i's scared.
My coat is worn and patched up, But it's got another year, As long as they's o'right for school, An' got all their sports gear, I think I'm gonna cry again, it's hard to carry on, But carry on I will because I love 'em, I'm their Mom.
And this is for every single Mother who struggle every single day, just to get by.
I know.
This was my mother.
The Working Mums' Lament • Opuss № I