Commentators

Commentators!!! My life has been lonely since childhood My future seemed cold and shattered. I've seen how a loving family could turn cold And left my brothers and sister scattered. It was like a dream that turned into a nightmare Is this how life works out in the end? Does real, true love break a perfect pair? And why are there only memories left? We call ourselves family, yet it’s hard to talk We act like commentators at gatherings Discussing each other’s lives with no remorse. From moms side to dads side Family injected with lies. Where does the politics end? Can anybody hear our innocent cries? We fuss and moan, we judge and hate The innocent sits on the fence. Why can’t we live as one? Forgive before it’s too late! Or have we already planned our fate? Done by: Angelo Hedley