A Mother's Financial Gain, A Son's Emotional Pain - By Olivia Rose T Poem by Olivia Rose. T

A mother's love, a treasure true,
But for this son, it was never new.
She saw him as a means to gain,
A investment to profit, not a child to sustain.
No warm embraces, no loving gaze,
Just a cold calculation, a financial phase.
He felt unloved, unwanted, and alone,
A mere object of exploitation, not a son to call her own.
His worth was measured in dollars and cents,
Not in laughter, tears, or sentiment.
She cared not for his dreams or fears,
Just the riches he could bring, through the years.
He longed for love, for a mother's care,
But found instead a heart that was bare.
For gold and riches, she'd sacrifice his dreams
And leave his heart, with a hollow scream
But still he hoped, for a love so true
From a mother, who saw him as a meal ticket, anew.
A tragic tale of a love that was lost,
A son reduced to a mere financial cost.