A dish hits the wall,
pieces fall to the floor
Things will never be the same
not like before
The children in thier room
begin to cry out
Thier voices seem so quiet
as thier parents still shout
She holds the phone
as another crases by her head
Crying and afraid
the kids climb out of bed
They open thier door
and step into the light
To late to realize
thier now in thier parents fight
Sirens scream
and flashing lights flicker at the door
As a mother and her children
lay bleeding on the floor
Wounds may heal
but the memories will never leave
As she puts them in the ground
a childless mother still grieves
