One part

There’s 2 parts
sometimes half and half
sometimes 99:1.

Momma cries at night
or in the morning.
He hears some of it
and maybe it echoes later on.

Dad on the sidelines spills dirty words
that dance across the hall field
settling in with the sweat on her headband.

Hard to walk
hard to think
hard to spell
Impossible, probably.

For this dude it’s too hot
or she’s too dark.
One of them needs sunglasses
cause the brightness is turned all the way to the max.

All these birds are standing on a branch
All these other birds are flying high

I came near their nests and they flew away
"Will you come back?", I say

Safety's first

It's never half and half.