8 peas in a pod
8 and not a minute late

And dad could,nt care a
Flackering, flickering, fret

Love had a hidden hope
Mother barely to cope

Father was a wam,bam
No thank you mam, man
We did,nt mean a ding, dang, thang

Twyed twit-ed tongue as we
twyed speaking, why they all laughed
when we spoke
There seemed to be a quiet joke

The family with no such luck
Welfare was our only buck

What was given
Was a cheated living

They all had a hunch
As we took the free lunch

Stinking bail bonds to be
We were not free

No gifts, no hugs
no love, no hope
It look as if, not from above

8 stranded, struggling, strings
Hoping for just little anythings

Fusses and fights
darkness lived
Until one seen the light

Loves forgotten hope

Mothers stood the test of time
With her strength at length

The Tied bagan to turn
Speech classes were casted
The kids out lasted

Now looking back
The things that could have hurt
Only seem like dirt

We speak not with a forked tongue
We washed our face, hands and arms
We now cause no one harm

family still together like
Birds of the feather

You hurt and broken ones
Its all purposely done
Your loved from the dung

Take your pain and sorrow today
Turn it into a song to sing tomorrow
and help those that follow

Remember when its all said and done
The final fickle fate will not show up late