Nightmare's Dream

Nightmare’s Dream

As I lay here in my jail cell

I wonder, “Is there a heaven and hell?”
For my friends have said there’s not.

So where’s my mommy?

Where’s her box?

What’s that smell?

It smells like my sister’s putrid locks.

I can’t take it anymore, it’s probably deadly

Where’s the cradle where mommy would leave me?

Please daddy no

Please don’t beat me

For I’ve been a good child

See, I’m clean

No daddy, please, don’t hurt my spleen

Ranting and raging my daddy would do

For all to see his child, battered and bruised.

I wish my daddy would go away

So I can live my life better each day.

But there’s no way for that to happen

For look, my daddy’s dropped dead

See the knife on the floor

Oh my God,

My daddy’s no more.

For look, at the pieces of him,

On the floor.