Two floors up
The father yells, the mother yells
The kid runs
Up and down the hall, back and forth
The kid runs
Running away, running for peace, please stop
Then it stops, is it over?
Two floors up
The father yells, the mother yells, or was it reversed?
Doesn’t matter
The kid runs
Up and down, from one end of the apartment and back
The kid runs
Running away, but there is no escape
Then it stops, is it over?
Two floors up
Cement between the floors, and still it is heard
The father yells, the mother yells
The kid runs, light little feet, but barely heard
Two floors up
Two hours of screaming, another kid might hide, but
The kid runs, maybe 4 years old?
The kid runs
And the building frets