Paper Stacks

Table"s bare, belly hollers, soul’s in drought,

Turned to streets where shadows whisper, no way out.

Rock venom sold just to hush hunger"s shout,

Dirty hands feeding kin, no pure route.

Mama’s tears dried but I’m rainin’ doubts,

Every deposit’s got screams and shouts.

Blood-stained paper, her account’s my vow,

Keep her warm with cash from this deadly plough.

Corners baptize boys in smoke and lead,

Whispers from the law, friends I once fed.

Every flip weighs heavy, morality"s thread,

Yet I lace her purse to keep the family bred.

Scarred knuckles clutching dirty dreams,

Phone rings, their poison fuels my means.

Brother"s school lunch, sister’s winter seams,

Feeding love with hate—silent killer screams.

Mama’s tears dried but I’m rainin’ doubts,

Every deposit’s got screams and shouts.

Blood-stained paper, her account’s my vow,

Keep her warm with cash from this deadly plough.

Papers stack, but the cost ain"t light,

Demons in the mirrors haunt my night.

Blood-money bought the house painted bright,

But can’t clean the hands that know wrong from right.

Mama’s tears dried but I’m rainin’ doubts,

Every deposit’s got screams and shouts.

Blood-stained paper, her account’s my vow,

Keep her warm with cash from this deadly plough.