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A red-headed girl in a wheelchair and a German Shepherd wait on a walking path between fields of green grass.

About Emma! 

         

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Emma is a delightful young adult with physical and cognitive disabilities.  Her biological father stopped providing support when she turned 18 and stopped seeing her years ago.  Fortunately, Emma has an adoring, adoptive stepdad who loves and provides for her (and she has a mom!). â€‹â€‹

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Emma's situation begs the question:  What are a (wealthy) parent's moral and ethical obligations?  Emma's biological father stated that society can take care of her, but is it moral for a wealthy person to incur significant cost on society -- and use society's finite financial resources -- when they can enroll their child onto their health insurance for free, or provide continued child support?

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Colorado law states that if a child is incapacitated before age 18, they should be assisted by their parents for their entire life if the parents are financially able.  While this could be a hardship for many, the wealthy can assist their disabled adult children instead of placing the entire financial burden on society.  

 

Emma's mom participates on the Children with Disabilities Child Support Commission, which is tasked with updating state law to recognize that when the parents of a special needs child divorce, one parent often becomes a full-time caregiver while the other parent may provide minimal or no respite or financial support.    

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Daddy Walks Past Me

 

Daddy walks past me

On the path, pretending not

To see me, my chair

 

The backpack of a

Better, not disappointing

Child in his right hand

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The tugging, terse grip

They're dead weight what about us

In his other hand

 

I watch as daddy

Walks past me, ignores me, I

Don't understand why

I Have To Go

 

My sunny bunny

Daddy cooed when we were poor

Budgeting, saving

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The wooden swingset

A splurge, damaged on clearance

I squeal in delight​

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Swish swish the monkey

Fish daddy sings, pushing me

Back and forth back and--​

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   She's society's

   Problem, daddy yells in court

   Eighteen years old now

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Why do I have to

Go away, why don't you want

Your sunny bunny

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Daddy Did You Know, 1

 

Daddy did you know

It's Christmas did you get my

Picture with Santa

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Daddy did you know

I can walk for an hour now

And twirl in circles

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Daddy did you know

It's Christmas did you see my

Amazon wish list

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Daddy did you know

Daisy got a rabbit and

Ate it all up ewww

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Little redheaded girl Emma in a red wagon on the grass

Two Doctor Offices

 

Mommy cries tears of

Shame, their practice doesn't take

Medicaid clients

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I'll pay cash mommy

Barters but my kind isn't

Their kind they say

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Sorry... sorry... yes

We'll see her, private pay please

They tell me I'm cute

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No charge today she

Whispers.  Oh no we couldn't

I have five hundred

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The doctor walks by

And winks and mommy hurries

To cry in the car

A redheaded girl in a wheelchair, wearing a hospital gown

Texts from the Warden

 

Bark bark beep beep beep

Mommy drops the catheter

Picks up her cell phone

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     What are you doing?!

     I'm not seeing him in there!

     Send him out right now!

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Daddy is right here

Learning about UTIs

I have to pee

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     What's the commotion

     Why is she at the window

     Papa is perturbed

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Come on hurry up

Daddy is angry now but

I have to pee

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Ding-dong the doorbell

The screen door, locked by habit

Yanks against the frame

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Papa glares at dad

Dad glares at mommy and I

Still have to pee

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Welcome

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Great-grandpa hugs me

Zero come on little baby

Breathe for me

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I feel so warm so

Loved. One thatta baby come on

Help me out

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Grandma kisses me

Goodbye, so snuggly so soft so

Proud of me

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Don't do this to me

Little baby, come on come on

Come on please

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Will I ever feel

This adored again but they leave

Me instead

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Three. Atta baby

We got her yeah girl happy birth

Day baby

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Phone Calls from Prison

 

Daddy finally

Calls back, four days after my

Twentieth birthday

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Hi baby I can

Only talk for a minute

He whispers quickly

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Sing a song daddy

Okay okay down by the

Station early in--

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     Who are you talking

     To are you talking to them

     It better not be--

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I gotta go I'll

Talk to you later baby.

But the song I fuss

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He'll finish singing

Mommy interjects with much

Fake cheer. Keep. Singing.

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Umm  [Just a minute!]

Down by the station early--

     WHO IS ON THE--  beep

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Daddy’s Elegy to his Neighborhood

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(apologies to Twinkle Twinkle Little Star)

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F*** you f*** you new daycare

It’s all so horribly unfair

You should have been a private barn

The developer spun us a yarn

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F*** you f*** you zoning board

That’s a place they can afford

Now my maid will stick around

Take her kids to our playground

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F*** you f*** you city plan

Our ‘hood is like Afghanistan

What about my house value

Now it’s down to two point two

 

F*** you too apartment folk

Gentrifications such a joke

Know that when you walk our path

You incur our racist wrath

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F*** you f*** you new daycare

How I wish you were nowhere

Courtroom Verse

 

Daddy’s attorney

Is on a writing spree

Who knew a bulldog

Could pen poetry?

 

    “Response to Citation

    For Contempt of Court:”

    We don’t wanna pay

    Any child support

 

    “Frivolous, vexatious

    Need for health insurance”

    Oh how it wounds us

   This “unlawfulness”

 

    “False allegation

    Harassing, defaming”

    We need protection

    “She’ll stop at nothing”

 

    “Under such duress

    Dismiss with prejudice

    Award costs and fees

    Create a consequence”

 

Daddy’s attorney

Gave the judge the third degree

Badgered him until

He ruled against me

Rich Man I Am

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(apologies to Dr. Seuss)

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I am rich man

Rich man I am

I do not like

This legal scam

 

I do not like

Mediation

I do not like

Visitation

 

I will not meet you

In a room

I will not meet you

Over Zoom

 

I will not meet you

In an office

I will not meet you

In a caucus

 

        Would you, could you

        On a Tuesday?

        Would you, could you

        On a Thursday?

 

I would not, could not

On a Tuesday!

I would not, could not

On a Thursday!

I will not meet you

Any day

I will not meet you

In a century!

 

        Would you, could you

        With your lawyer?

        Would you, could you

        With your pastor?

 

I would not, could not

With my lawyer!

I would not, could not

With my pastor!

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I will not meet you

With your people

I will not meet you

With my sheeple

 

I will not meet you

Here or there

I will not meet you

Anywhere!

 

I do not want

Visitation!

I do not want

Mediation!

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I do not want

To see her photos

I do not want

To get mementos

 

I do not want

To hear updates

I do not want

To be playmates

 

I cannot have

Her in my house

I cannot have

Her near my spouse

 

I do not like her!

Let me be!

I do not like her

In my fam!

You can’t make me!

Rich man I am

 

But I will sue you

For both’ring me

It’s really taxed me

Quite heavily

 

I do so like

To sue the poor!

I do so like

To extract more!

 

I will serve you

With a tort!

I will see you

In a court!

 

I will sue you

For blood sport!

And I will sue you

‘Til you’re mort!

 

Say! I do so like

This mediation!

It makes me want

Annihilation.

Thank you!

Thank you,

Rich man I am

Ode to Deadbeat Tech Bro Daddies

 

One million stock shares

Under lock and key

How rich could daddy really be?

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Sometimes it goes down

Sometimes it goes whee!

Ten-fold stock split oh golly gee!

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Add in the bitcoins

Hidden from decree

Make a tech soup not shared with me!

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Simmer over time

Add acrimony

Eat it all yourself. Insanity.​

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A redheaded toddler swinging and laughing

The Loser

 

He's such a loser

Daddy said. Pathetic. Just

A librarian.

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A real husband makes

Real money. Lots of money.

Has a real career.

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It's his own fault

If I can buy her nice things

If he can't keep her

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     Mommy rolled her eyes

     Unbuckled me, took my bag

     Why are you early

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I have to work, ok?!

You don't understand how much

Pressure I'm under

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I love you I sign

But daddy doesn't see me

He has work to do

New Wife, New Life

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Daddy changed his will

He wrote mommy, certified

Mail. Adios.

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And by the way I'm

Stopping child support too, sue

Me, my hired guns

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Oh that's right you can't

Heart surgery, deaths, orphans

Too bad so sad b*****

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Daddy's outside now

Don't mess with me he screamed, he

Forgot to kiss me

Daddy's Friend

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Daddy introduces me

The daughter of a friend,

He says. Babysitting.

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No no I fuss I try but

No one understands

Shh that's enough settle down

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Mommy unloads me​. Brother

Runs up hi Emma

Who's this ,the neighbor boy stares

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My dad's friend's kid. Mic drop. Gasp.

Go inside boys right

Now world war three is starting

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Daddy Did You Know, 2 

 

Daddy did you know

I was in the hospital

Internal bleeding

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Mommy texted you

Called you. Emailed you. Sent a

Social media

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Bought stamps and

Postal mailed you. Carefully

Texted stepmommy

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You probably have

New numbers. Emails. Social

Accounts. Addresses.

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Or mommy dialed wrong

Mistyped. Misspelled. Or maybe

Two miles is too far

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But I'm back home now

Recovering, awaiting

I'll show you my scar

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Daddy Did You Know, 3

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Daddy did you know

I can count to one hundred

A hundred's a lot

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Daddy did you know

That grandma died we can't

See her anymore

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Daddy did you know

Daisy got in big trouble​

Digging in the yard

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Daddy did you know

I went on a real long walk

Like a hundred miles

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A newborn baby lays in her hospital bed.

Poking the Bear

 

Why don't you retire

Enjoy your money and kids

Go buy a mountain

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     Daddy chuffs at her

     Silently unbuckles me

     Begins to turn red

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Mommy doesn't heed

Nature's danger warning signs

Blind with emotion

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What about your kids

What happened to retiring

At twenty million

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When is it enough

One hundred million two three

Who cares if you're dead

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     Daddy grunts and lifts

     My wheelchair van parked right there

     Too cool to borrow

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How can't you see it

Doing the same to your kids

How you've become him

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Where will you end up

All you wanted was his time

You hated your dad.

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The unspoken code

Of daddy's buried feelings

One poke too many

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I Saw Daddy, a holiday poem

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I saw daddy kiss a young lady

Underneath the big tree at the park

He didn't stop to think

That he just might be a fink

For using me as chick bait

As his wife cleaned bath and sink

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Oh, I saw daddy surf eHarmony

When mommy went to class to be a nurse

He gave me a cute wink

Said shh don't make a stink

You'll like this one she's got two kids

​And her ex is in the clink

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Then I saw daddy kiss my mommy's friend

On the stoop of her house down the street

​He didn't even blink

And knew he was a slink

Leading on the neighbor

Cause he liked her treats and drink

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Oh, I heard daddy say he's just Don Juan

When the neighbor left her family for him

He said they're out of sync

That flirting is his kink

But the neighbor wouldn't

Go home til she got a marriage link

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Then I heard mommy say it's not my prob

It's your monkey and your circus too

Oh what a laugh it would have been

If daddy hadn't gone all-in

With mommy's married neighbor lady friend!

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Buying Power

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Stepmommy buys

A giant outdoor cage

Proclaims her devotion

To the injured squirrels

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Stepmommy buys

Tiny nursing bottles

Proclaims undying love

For abandoned kittens

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Stepmommy buys

Special license plates

Proclaims her commitment

To retired greyhounds

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And stepmommy donates

Loose change from the car

Proclaims her heart belongs

To the disabled kids

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But the squirrels never arrived

The kittens were never fostered

The race dogs never petted

And the disabled kids were quietly scorned

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Stepmommy bought

Social standing and approval

And that was good enough

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