Father Mother

by Trina Williams-Emigh

Itís said that it should not be done
A woman alone, cannot raise a son

To that I say donít be mistaken
I admit, it is a very grave undertaking
For any woman who has to do so

But it was not as if she chose that path
For in the beginning her son did have a dad

Now long gone is he
So is she to let her son just be?

With what strength she has
The woman moves beyond the past
To give her son all that she can
To aide him in becoming a man

Now I donít know who told you, that it canít be done
But a woman sure as hell can raise a son

And the problemís not that she canít raise him
Itís that his father isnít there to praise him
Like his mother does

Somehow the father decided that he was so inclined
To just run off and leave his son behind
Never bothering to inquire
How manhood, his son would acquire

So give a mother a break
She gave her all to her son - make no mistake

The next time you see a mother
Shake her hand
And thank her for making so many men, a man

Father Mother by Trina Williams-Emigh

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