Hrd Times
Mama is on drugs
Grandma is moving slow as a slug
Papa is in jail , I always send him mail
My poor brother Nick is very sick
Sometimes life hits you with hard times.
My uncle Max loves to drink
I told him his life is going to sink.
I feel so sorry for my cousin Tina
She never eats right, all my aunt tells her is that the money is tight.
Sometimes life hits you with hard times.
I know for sure hard times road I will’t explore
A good education at a college for me.
I’lm stomp out my families hard times legacy.
Copyright © Danlle King | Year Posted 2006
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