That’s My Everyday

I hate school days, I have to get up early

I pick out his clothes and get him dressed

Take out his cereal, pack him a sandwich

And walk with him to school

I pick him up, then we walk home together

When I’m home I help him with his homework

I make something simple to eat

He complains about his classmates

How they tease him and call him names

It breaks my heart so I pinky promise it will stop

The following day I sit in the principal’s office

I beat his bully pretty bad

Cops were brought in, to scare me

I’m only eight I know they won’t arrest me

They ask for my dad, I say he’s at home

They ask for my mom, I said she died

They stared at each other and talk very low

Then they tell me someone will escort me home

Quickly I respond with, well let me get my brother

He’s only six and if I leave now

Another bully will pick on him

They pick on him and call him names

Since mommy died he barely bathes

His hair in knots, his clothes are dirty

He cries often, begging mommy come back

I tuck him in and tell him pray and have no fear

Since she’s an Angel she will hear

I leave his room and go see dad

He’s asleep in the couch

With pictures of mommy and a bottle

He stinks of sweat, beer and vomit

That’s my everyday so please

Let me take my brother.