I'd been brought up early in the morning when Daddy came to say goodbye. While Mom was on the corner waiting for the social, "Yes, ma'am, all the kids seem fine. Oh let us inside." I don't believe it. I don't believe it's almost here.
Walk past school, we meet up at the docks. I need a wage to eat tonight. We'll cover up the bruises, my brother works the hardest. The men begin to shout and fight, I'm staying inside. We don't believe it, we don't believe we're almost here, but my father tells me, "Don't cry. Sometimes a dark horse dies--you can learn without the system. Go ahead, because even a dark horse wins. You can learn without the system."
Mama put some water in the milk for us to drink, so that we won't notice... My brother came home with some food he'd stolen from a man, but said that he'd worked all day. My father said that we don't steal and pulled him from his chair, and he gave it back. We all went to bed without a sound.
"I am just a man, I'm with my family, I don't need your help no more. You don't need to bother with me. I have all I need, I have it all."