Breadwinner

He wakes up in the early parts of the morning,
When the rest of his house is sound asleep
So he can put in the extra hours for the sweet dreams of his family.

His children never sees his defeat
Nor his wife sees the pain.
He masks his troubles
in front of his family
Trying his best to hide his discomfort.

When the barns are empty
and the livestock is dying,
The smile upon his childrens' faces
And the full stomachs in his house
Gives this man another reason to go on.

As he lays down to rest
He looks to the corner of the room
Where his pitchfork stands
Unsure if he will have the energy
To go on tomorrow
He bids a goodnight to his companion
For today his work was done.