Two Words
Helpless she cries
As the family she has loved
Is torn apart with two words.
It's over.
She cries to herself
Too quietly to be heard
And says two words.
Why me?
Softly her brother creeps up
And fearfully, concernedly
He asks two words.
What's wrong?
Slowly, sobbing, she turns to him
And sees his perplexed, worried face
And she whispers two words.
Never mind.
But the boy, his instincts
They tell him otherwise.
He goes downstairs and asks the same two words,
What's wrong?
After seeing his sweet face
Burning with the need to know,
They conceal the truth with two words.
Nothing, baby.