My fathers tears

my fathers tears, i felt them as they burned through my soul,

i watched in fear, as i saw the strongest walls fall,

the strong don't stand tall this i learnt,

as i watched her silently watching him without a word,

word to the wise, her truths are lies,

her fear your strength, your smile her cry,

and she sat at ease as he died.



My father wept as his children slept, and poison kisses of comfort left,

what's warm turned cold, what felt new now old

as she left him through my soul,

left his father in tears and his son in the cold.