capturing clouds,
captured dreams scream in darkened rooms,
lights stream through prisms reflected on the prison walls,
walls wail,
wails sail above the floors,
a mother dies,
again and again amid the unheard cries,
cry’s creep,
across the floor before tiptoeing upstairs,
while listening ears fear the return,
a rerun of yesterday,
tomorrows nightmare awaits,
at the door he stood, ready to awaken us.
Locked up for 24 years by dad
