Swing, swing
The bulb glides through the air
Lighting the table
Showing the dark scene
Mother drinks, beer spilled
Dripping to the floor,
Staining the floor
With anger. The light bulb swings
Father leaves, gambles,
Gambles life away.
Throws away our money,
Leaves us to die. The light bulb swings
Sister cries, cries for love,
Dirty sits on the floor.
Windows broken, baby cries
Bruised, dirty. The light bulb swings
Rotting, my life is
My soul gone
My heart tortured.
Goodbye friends. The light bulb swings...
Skylar Kendall
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/light-bulb-2/
