Nightmare Cage Poem by Xaint Perry Poet

The day i heard death of my father
i cried so much that my soul thought of leave this cruel world
that never see him again in this afterward
why me why now
i have so much i could have say to him and many more i could have show him of my dream
but the debt collector took him
away from me without say goodbye
i love you with passion
you were my hero, my life
why sit here pondering the pain
death has cause me
i see more sorry rise from
the night garment of death
father oh father
why gone so soon
the pain remain in my heart
as i live in this unfair world
tonight the word is too painfull
the unmoved sorry too
deep under the shadow rainy
night shade
i dream in such painfull undye night
my father is dead with dust
and so gone with his wisdom
but his absence drive crazy
help me lord
let the last teardrop untrace
light my sight of suffering.