Life.
Confined by the womb
The pure child wakes
Problems in the world exist not
protected by a barrier of flash
Safe for nine months
The deadline arrives
The child struggles to reach the light
Frightened and scared
it emerges into the world
First breath, last chance to be safe.
In the mothers arms cradled
Nestled secure
So many faces unrecognized
Voices obscured
Crying longing for its mothers gentle touch
Everything so vague
Learning to explore and react its environment
Crawling to walking to running
Rapid grow impendence a personality
Mothers there as she takes another sip of her drink
A brother a brother coming along
Soon not to be alone a play mate
Down goes another drink into the stomach
Carrying dear brother
Child born into life
Brother eagerly waiting friend
So much attention given to the youngest
Is he forgotten, no mother still loves him
Smell of alcohol on her birth
I love you son.
Years pass father isn't present
Why is he not there?
More information seeps into his little brain
Insight so much to learn
Friends come along
Enjoy life enjoying sanity
Comfort from other parents
Bring questions to the surface
Why isn't mommy so caring?
Return from school
To see an ambulance
Mommy saying ill be gone a while.
Trips to see her at her new home
Cement wall many people in scrubs
Seeing people out of there mind
The Child didnt understand
Mother came a smile covers his face
When are you coming home?
No reply
She jokes about how she tried to die
using a coke can
Many more hospitals she leaves
All saying she's stable
A divorce, Does mommy not love daddy?
Fear and insecurity
New presents toys and toys
A phone call
Hello mommy where are you?
I wont be coming home for a while
Questions where is she?
Arrested for shop lifting
Purse full of toys
She's returned she enjoyed jail
as she said made many friends
A man a stranger who is he?
Cautions, Dog barking
Put it on its leech
Sleeping soundly
Awoken to see smoke
Hurry we must get out.
Flames blazing through windows
Told not to look but only go to the neighbors
Cold bare footed brother and I walk long the road
Never looking back until at the door sept
Knocking fearful of what he may see looking back
He turns and there is no hope...
Falling asleep on a couch until morning
All begun with mother lighting the stove
to keep them warm in the morning
Where will they go? Where will they live?
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