Police/Flashing lights
                  (Chaos/Confusion)

  It is just another day
And we are on our way home from School
But good or bad
We had to remember the golden rule

Well there was really more than one, never
Make too much noise coming in the door
Never leave your shoes or toys
In the middle of the floor

Never bring a friend over
To spend the night
It was always best if we
Kept them out of sight

Because we never knew when
There was going to be Police/Flashing lights
Chaos/Confusion-Pain and tears
Another day with on of his drunken fights

Like the time the Refrigerator & Stove
We’re in the yard and he was on the porch
With a Shotgun Holding the Police at bay
Or the time in the middle of the night
My sister had to run across the street to
Get the Police so they could take him away

Paddy Wagons and slurred words
Sights and sounds I’ll never forget
Though I pray that they leave me
But they haven’t yet

I think the visions of my mothers face
Every time that he made her cry
Will truly stay with me
Until the day I die

I guess even if I lived a life of illusion
I would still not escape
Police/Flashing Lights, Chaos/Confusion

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 2009
All rights reserved
Another poem from my past from my
First book (New Angel) as I am sifting
Trough it to decide what I want to put
In my new book (Heart Felt Flight)
The events in this poem were a constant
Way of life for us.
He drank all day and by afternoon it didn’t
Take much for the whole neighborhood to
Know that our dad Joe was at it again and
It wouldn’t be long until there
Was Police/Flashing Lights
Chaos/Confusion