Dekalog, jeden

Just a short story today, Barbara
I went to work, to the hospital
A man came to see me and said...
We had to make a
transfer to England, that night

I phoned home
Father answered it and said she was
asleep, he had to speak softly

I asked about the kids
They're fine, he said, the girl laughed
so much she wetted her panties

And the boy woke up ever so hungry
I fed him... And then I couldn't
hear him anymore

just ga-ga-ga... He must have put
the receiver right up to the kid's mouth

That was at eleven o'clock
Soon after twelve, I obtained
a release and went home

But there wasn't any home
Yes, it was then
it was...
Where our house use to stand,
there was just a hole in the ground