THe lOve My fAtHer shOwed

Mamas in the kitchen
cooking up some food

brothers in the bathroom
looking at his bruise

sisters in the backyard
thinking of a plan

and im here all alone
staring at his hand,

wonder if it hurts
wonder if ill cry

wonder if he'll leave
another hit on my eye

told me not to lie
told me if i die

let this be a picture
that ill remember through my life,

he left me all bruised up
he left then from my room

he checked on my brother
and caught him staring at his bruise

he hit him one more time
and then he pushed him far aside

and then we went out the back door
to check on my sister right outside

was looking at her plan
and then he hit her with his hand

and yelled to her to say
sorry dad your the man

he crept into the kitchen
and was staring at my mom

she could tell she was next
buy thinking from his thoughts

the thoughts of being mean

the thoughts of being rude

the knowing he dont love us

and soon would kill us too,

the hurt to see the pain,
to feel just quite insane

this is my father
of which we have to obey