Wild Dream Obscure And Drear Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Wild
Dream
Obscure
And
Drear
More
Than
Drear
Days
But I remember…
My father was in it
Yes
In
The
Department
He
Was
Phoning
On
My
Behalf
To
See
Why
They
Had
Done
This
To
Me
And
Waiting
Waiting
Trembling
Trembling
I said: ‘Father do not waste time
But only I wanted to show you
How
They
Did
To me'
‘But why?
Why?
He asked
‘You know them'
‘Why? '
‘It befits that we go from here
Where we waste time
We
Waste
Time'
Up we went
Then
Abrupt
The
Dream ended
I awoke.