Father

Father

 

Father guards the door.

Blocking demons while ignoring his own.

Mother marks her calendar.

Fills up days while ignoring her own.

Brother watches me slowly eat.

Hopefully he’ll eat when he’s grown.

Sister cries in the corner.

Cursing the seeds that she’s sown.

I sit her planning my escape.

Surely, I’ll find a way out one day.

M.L. Wright

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