For the love my daughter
By Rodney B

Now you found a chink in my armour
my daughter
I stand before you limp, face to face now with karma
trying not to flinch as you stick your vengeful dagger


stabbing over and over
each wound a reminder
of the pain which u deny but i know still lingers

girl so many years and yet
your hate remains fresh
and now smiling with ghoulish relish
you extract your pound of flesh


drunken with power intoxicated by vengeance
but for her happiness i pay whatever due penance

enduring your bitterness as you gleefully squeeze that vice
real or imagined i gladly pay the price

for the pain you claim i administered to your heart
but in thy bloodlust i pray thee please spare a thought
for the one who played no part
in your your continued distraught

blinded by spite and so called retribution
you sacrifice her happiness in search of personal restitution
I ask what kind of mother could you possibly be
that would see our daughter suffer just to get back at me

Wow

Hope love prevails

"blinded by spite and so called retribution
you sacrifice her happiness in search of personal restitution
I ask what kind of mother could you possibly be
that would see our daughter suffer just to get back at me "

Excellent. This stanza could almost stand on it's own.