Did you think of me?
Did you think of me
When you slapped her face;
When you came in drunk
And trashed the place?
Did you think of her
When you saw her cry,
When you hit her again
And she thought she'd die?
Did you think of us
When we went to A & E,
When you said she'd slipped
And they looked at me?
Did you think at all
When you ruined our life,
When you battered my mother,
That woman, your wife?
Did you think I'd tell
When 'the lady' came round,
When you said 'pop out son'
And gave me a pound?
Did you think I'd stay
To watch you lie,
When she questioned you
And you started to cry?
Did you think I'd love you
After all you've done?
Well of course I do -
I am your son.
Lorraine Jones (MBACP Accred)
October 2011
allyance Counsellor
