8 december 2008

Father Flyingbear is falling down from the sky.
Like a bird with broken wings he tumble down to die.
The shadows within the child.
Made darkness grow live and wild.
She couldn’t bear the burden alone,
She turned to the man heart of stone.
From fading live coal into the fire.
The child had much more in desire.
Close the eyelid to bear the burden of fatherhood.
Much more on the childs shoulders than she understood.
Left to be forgotten in her denial.
And so the parenthood I s going to trial.
Streaky swirling streams lost their name.
All ado to her new emotional shame.


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