Post #622

What’s Their Fault? Born. Dumped. Ignored. What’s their fault? Thrown out Love-starved,soul-cracked. No love. No care. Just silence. Just air. And vultures smell it They circle, they feed, Throw “I love you” like bait, End with greed. They flash candy, Fake love, Sweet talk, Till it burns down to lust. And even in childhood, Those “grownups” Who should protect They look with dirty eyes instead. She doesn’t know whom to trust Her voice feels like a burden predators cash in On her silence On her loneliness. No bond, no shield, no safe arms Parents never notice, Never see. I FUCKING HATE THIS. Why make a child If you can’t fucking raise one? Why call yourself parent, When is your absence the first wound? Why call it life, If you treat it like prey? It’s not their fault. Not their blame. We built the trap. We lit the flame. A child needs love Not scars. Not cages. Not vultures in human faces Shame on you as a parent. Why? WHY do you always try to silence your children when they ask? When they ask about sex. About bodies. About touch. About the things they already FEEL. Why shut them up? Why don’t you TEACH? In your OWN language with your OWN mouth with honesty with clarity? Why hide? Why fear? Why let shame choke you? You call yourself parent. You call yourself elder. You call yourself teacher, guardian, protector. But when the child needs TRUTH you turn away. You leave them to the streets. You leave them to the vultures. You leave them to whispers in the dark. To lies. To exploitation. To silence. Why? Why? WHY? I have never seen someone talk to their child about sex with confidence, with clarity, with CARE. And then you wonder why they fall. Why they break. Why they bleed. It’s YOUR silence. YOUR fear. YOUR shame. And the child pays the price. So tell me What’s their fault? WHAT’S THEIR FAULT?