BROKEN CIRCLE
Mother was a homemaker
Father was a fishmonger
Sister was a teacher
And I was a student
Mother always cried
Father always scolded
Sister never said a word
And I am always cold
Mother looked in despair
Father looked so weary
Sister never looked the same
And I looked in tears
Mother never spoke a word
Father spoke a dozen different tongues
Sister only knew one word
And I was trying to learn them all
Mother hated father
Father hated sister
Sister hated father
And I hated everyone
What is a family then, if there wasn’t any bond?
