A Father’s Shame

Don’t ask me why I did itOf course it was her who prodded meLeave them in the woodsThey’ll surviveMore than they would with usWe’ll all starve to death togetherHansel, my young boyFull of vigor even in hungerGretel, my joy, daddy’s little girlI did what I thought was bestYet I too was hungrySelfishI left them behindMyContinue reading “A Father’s Shame”