Who will mother the motherless?
Take under their wing all the feminist's sons?
All the forlorn boys who sat watching out
windows as their mothers left for work.
The lads left to the hands of sitters
or were suddenly thrust into a gaggle
of other kids finding themselves in
the very same predicament.
And would "child care" exist if mothers
hadn't one day decided they cared more
about careers, and rights
rather than maternalness?
Yes, who will mother all these motherless sons?
has long been a question.
And now these sons have stumbled
ill prepared into the world to become
fathers, brothers, husbands, and leaders.
Yet make no mistake, they'll have their mothering
from you, from me, from her,
from any woman they get close enough to.
For every soul demand reparations,
recompense to fill the void.
Very thoughtful poem, we thank you for sharing with us!