A calf without milk
Ripped from the womb
Mother's hair like silk
Lay stiff in the tomb

And father's embrace
To go up in flames
Our house to misplace
In a lion's main

My siblings so dear
Strung far apart
Lost and in fear
Rip out my heart

The system tells not
Of where we should go
It makes me burn hot
Through rain and in snow

Lost were the lambs
Without mother's kind face
Lost were us lambs
Without father's sturdy place

Scattered are we
My siblings and me
No place to go
Nothing to be