Lines of Life - Part Two (2/3) By Paul England

(1/3) (2/3) (2/3) Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7.

In the days after he was in a daze on tablets and booze. We were allowed to stay off school - my mam didn't even get in touch 'cos she knew my dad would have talked her into coming back. About six days passed then my dad found out where she was. He took our Mike out on the piss and went round there. I remember him coming in with no top on and some shell suit bottoms - he just laid on his bed laughing. I asked him what he was laughing at - he just said don't you worry about it son. Not long after, Mike came in. Only Words

Drugs are killing   we know that's true There's no way back   for me or you Speaking out with words   passions running high With hustlers selling drugs   how many stand to die? The government stand aside   as another dies in vain He was just another number   he never had a name Looking at the way we live   the future's looking dark Feeling only fear   with the devil in this park For the only way is forward   we leave the past behind For drugs they take our children   in this world which shows no kind Can only words now change this world   and the way we live within As I lay and talk with God   I'm telling him my sin

About an hour passed and someone was at the front door. Our Mike answered it, I stood behind him. There were about 10 police officers - they just pushed their way in. Mike got cuffed and put in the van. My dad hid in the loft but they got him out as well. My mam came back while my dad was in cells. It turned out my dad and Mike smashed this guy's flat up. The guy jumped out the back window and smashed the heels of his feet in. My mam stuck about while my dad got bail then she went to help the guy in hospital. You see by this time I think my dad knew my mother wasn't coming back.

Open Wounds This is how it is now   there is no turning back My father I remember   your every stir and smack You took me in your car   those nights you came home pissed But I was just a child   whose life you put at risk Some days we had no food   but you still pissed it up Then we didn't go to school   but did you give a fu** You sat and watched us fight   with your sick and twisted ways Now I look into the past   all I see is crazy days For that time you said my mother   she had no love for me That bond you let be broken   for hurt you'll never see To show me how to hate the world   when I was just too young Sometimes I hate to say   that father I'm your son Yes you are my father   but my love you'll never feel To look into my past   open wounds just feel so real.

Continued.. Next Page (3/3)

To Be Continued ...

Copyright ©2007  Paul England

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