"One, two, three, four, someone's lying on the floor"

She loved him once

He beat her twice

She left at four

Leaving his dead body lying on the floor

She gave birth the fifth

She named him Liu

When he got seven

The age of wisdom

His mother left at eight

Escorted by ten policemen

Well, one stayed with the boy

So really they were nine

As he got older, he got bitter

Drank faster, often lost his temper

Forgetting about the time passing by

‘How old am I ?’

At twenty, or maybe forty,

He’d been leaving for Three years with

Someone. He couldn’t remember if he ever loved her.

He must have once.

But he beat her twice.