I could have made a bowl of oatmeal, I could have made a bowl of cereal

I could have made a bowl of grits, I could have eaten cheese with it

If the milk wasn’t off, I could have drank it all

But the milk went bad

The milk went bad, my little brother’s mad

My mom wanted eggs. The milk was all we had

The plans are now over

The milk got colder

The music left me sober

My mom, I should have told her

My mom just drank some

She really should think some

I’m gonna leave before It gets worse

I know she’s got some money left in her purse

To the store down the road for a new gallon

Cuz staying home with her is always a challenge

Don’t worry, it’s cool, we got some more

I’m worrying now. It spilt on the floor

The struggle is something that hurts to the core

My taste is not quenched for a new glass

Cold water and cereal’s all that I had

(By Trevor Manning, 2020)