Bedtime Tales

In the dark, he was all alone
Between four black walls without light
Can’t feel the wind
That’s the life for the little child
Close the door, breathe a nasty cloud
A taste of salt in the mouth
Try to sleep to pass the time
And believe in the promise she made
However hard he tried to survive in the dark
He never gave a little sign of life to survive
Waiting for the light — believe in a new sun
And do not disturb the son was always there
His mother broke the promise she made
He didn’t know what happened
In the spirit of his house
A new father with my mother
And no place for me