Devil children

Wake, quickly dressed
already stumbling down the stairs together
A sun beam lurks through a crack in the wall
as if to say, everything is going to be better now
From now on everything is going to be ok

We are going to be good, treat them with respe...
Suddenly the calm controlled air turns into a storm
Nails going through us, and fear filling our bodies
Why can't we just understand that mom is tired,
very tired.