Voices on the Wind Obscure Voices
Continue to Stomp on Us by Michelle O'Hearn I cried the day she took you No one thinks we hurt Daddies are made of steel, they say Daddies do not feel that way But flesh and blood isn’t dirt. You cannot continue to stomp on us Thinking we do not care Media already says we’re stupid That only women desire Cupid So children beware. “Everyone needs their father” Everyone claims with lips Money speaks louder than words And income would only be one-third If judges tossed their bag of tricks. While we continue to fund the economy As we survive our own poverty Don’t be surprised when you find A generation of entitled minds Seeking to lay hands on your property.