Blue Red White Lights
All the bright colors flowing to me,
All the waves of the lights here to see.
Blue Red White,
Thats what came when they had a fight.
He was on the top,
When my Mom said she'd call the cops.
I look sideways to my brother,
"Is that Daddy, on top of Mother?"
Nodding my head, I quietly said,
"Let's go play, let them stray."
We walked up stairs,
When my brother blankly says,
I'm never having an affair.
Even if she's hot, I won't care.
Now I awake to the lights,
Even when there are no fights.
Copyright © Matt Daniels | Year Posted 2013
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