Our Broken Family

We would be a family

Baba, you and me

Together with each other

Living lovingly….

We would change our house to home

With each other together we could roam

Never leave each other alone

Enjoying every moment we own….

We would open our joys with key

Lock our sorrows and hurt feeling

Hand in hand walk through the streets

With God’s joyous blessing live….

But the fact of life has changed

Left behind our keys and wedding rings

Like lightning struck on innocent trees

We are separated already….

Dividing materialist things is easy

Not our home, family and belongings

Each one attached with deep feelings

Failure in making each end to meet….