Scared… Time passing by;
Nothing left to do but just run and hide.
But stating every week paranoia is killing me until I’m;
Dead inside. Intrusion, intrusion,
Break-in’s, thieves, but when does this
Fear setting in a family of three with a dog
You see The man, wife, little boy, and dog:
Passed a remarkable choice;
There was the low-cost option of,
pieces of broken glass embedded in cement along
The top of the walls.
Whitewashed walls, uses the details of sensory;
Close your eyes and please think of this with me:
Like a dry leaf or fresh dry-wall.
Decorated with medium cat paws;
All the way up and down the wall.
Showing its comings and goings.
The father’s confidence dimmed;
Like the darkness of the riots;
He soon became ashamed,
Saddened and weakened.
It was hard,
the worries and fear crept in the mother;
As the thieves of the darkness tied up:
Imagination so confident;
and nieve, but dangerous;
It’s amazing how children’s minds can wander.
But be careful it’s scary what you might
Find, the mind of a child
to find its confidence and misunderstandings.
If you’re wondering what the boy’s emotions were;
we shall just say;
His ignorance was very bliss.