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Family Stranger

He has to leave.

Its hard to explain;

hard to fix.

how do I say

its time to go?

we sit laughing,

What needs to be said

was said

I know the time has come

its all so good

Smiles.

But mama looks

I know,

he has to go.

bad actors on a tiny stage,

I leave the room,

what can I say, what can I do,

Papa, I call,

has to come

away from family

no longer his

I love u papa,

so you must leave now.

this isn’t your home

try to see

its hard to say

just leave.

go back to your house.

I know your alone.

not my fault.

papa must go.

and also

Harmony

my mouth opens

inside my soul

bubbling out

like an open hole

sounds I make

with melody carries

telling a story

it wavers and varies

today I heard

my mother singing

to my little tune

as she sat cleaning

her voice and mine

mixed but softly

varied and wavered

a song so lovely

what was my story

now became more

sharing a soul

is no one way door

a soul, my song

not only me

song of the soul

is sweet harmony