Sisters three and Me

Just young girls
In this world
Sisters three
And me

Beaten and abused
Poor and confused
Sisters three
And me

Father and mother
Fought  each other
In early hours
Four girls cowered
Sisters three
And me

Dad's tattooed hands
One named love
One named hate

Angry fists of pain
Always swung our way
Praying in all his rage
Wouldn't beat us with hate
Sisters three
And me

Love was not offered
Hate never faltered
Through a drunk haze
He spent in a rage
Somehow we survived
And came out alive
Sisters three
And me

In time Dad died
Now we must try
To leave the weight there
It's hates load to bear
Sisters three
And me.
Dj