Pieces...

A drive home leads to a simple conversation,

A father talks with his son,

Not long before the friendly chat turns into frustration,

The conversation evolves into an argument in which,

Self-prides prevent any conclusion.The disagreements never ending,

And a sorrow left to continue.



A household, a home, a community tries to sustain itself,

From the pain that flows daily.

A brotherhood, sisterhood, fatherhood,and motherhood,

All linked together to keep a hold the bond they once all shared

Yet what if a link lets go or breaks free from the rest,

The household is torn,

And ends of the linked chain are left to themselves,

What holds this family together?

The middle link is only so strong,

Eventually the rest stray away,

And so easily a family is broken.



The sister moves on,

And begins a lonely life,

The father now has no one to teach him,

The values of learning the unexpected and inexperienced,

And so easily a family is broken.



The mother gives up her life,

And has no hope for better,

Now were does the son go to reach for answers and gain faith,

Nowhere and he is left stranded,

A void in his heart to love his mother is gained,

And he weakens and crumbles,

And so easily a family is broken.
An old memory passes through the son’s mind,

It is a gift sent from the one person he has left,

A reminder, a sole hope in the sons life,

He feels he has a task,

A task he is desperate to fulfill,

The one thing that would lighten him up,

So he goes about with his ideas,

The main one of bringing his family together,

He tries with the same persistence after each failure,

And doesn’t give up,but nothing ever works,

He realizes,

So easily a family is broken,

Yet it is so hard to find the original fitting pieces,

And rejoin a broken family.