A promotion this week,
At a job you excel.
The success you seek,
Lies on your doorstep.
A dinner at an outlet,
With people you call family.
Tonight you welcome all expenses,
For money is the remedy.
She stares at the roof,
Waiting for daddy to be home.
But the brother calls her a fool,
Telling her to loose hope.
A little drawing is clipped,
With a magnet on the refrigerator.
But daddy remains hooked,
On his morning newspaper.
The little girl in the drawing,
Holds her daddy’s hand.
They both are laughing,
As they take a stroll in wonderland.
With money on his mind,
He leaves for work everyday.
Little things remain undermined,
Killing families day by day.
-Nameera.
Nameera Ever After 