In The Middle Of Kindness

In the middle of kindness

don’t know how

I became homeless

what I see now

is suddenly so ruthless.

O mom, your spouse

not my father anymore

O papa, in your house

I see another lady galore.

I don’t believe

how long it is taking me

to accept you have one life to live

as far as I can see

you are so gentle and kind

to regard me still as your child.