MONDAY MORNING

 

you see monday mornings at your house a little bit different than mine

you see monday mornings at your house

you probably wake up your kids with a good morning sunshine

and kiss them on their foreheads

your kids have a complete breakfast

then they go back upstairs and brush rinse and floss

grab their bag lunches and skip off out to the garage

hear i love you and have a great day

as they get dropped off

 

but monday mornings at my house a little bit different than yours

because somewhere in her travels home for the past few nights

my moms got lost

now i haven’t seen my moms in like a day or two

ain’t no clean clothes or nothing to eat

so what am i supposed to do

i’m only 12 years old and haven’t seen my mom all weekend

no I’m not woken up by no i love yous or no alarm clocks beeping

but rather my little sister standing in my doorway

asking what we gonna be eating

my little sister she only 7 man she don’t know no better

she still dressed in the same dirty clothes she wore all last week

asking me what we gonna eat

i say mommy not here man go on in go back to sleep

i got up around 11

my little sister was still asleep

i hit the corner store and stole us some noodles and chips to eat

around then mom staggers in from her long weekend

we barely looked up from our bowls

we just keep on eating

you see this is monday morning at my house

love kept us silent too afraid of the truth that might come out

them unasked questions

like she don’t ask us why we not in school

and we don’t ask her where she’s been

she didn’t even ask where those noodles came from

she just asked me to go in there and make her some

i said it’s not no more

handed her my full bowl

and i’m headed back out the door

to the store to steal some more

and then here you come

asking me why i’m not in school and i just say

monday mornings at my house a little bit different than yours

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