An Ode to Shade

His screaming I can't stop,

With every curse he weaves hate,

I cry for her until I drop,

Caring not for his son and mate,



Granddaughter's getting mad,

I stand with my hands bound,

We hate her father's stupid dad,

Forbidden to make a sound,



Giving her a place to run to,

My love and a bed for the night,

Hate that it's all I can do,

Crying tears of sorrow and fright,



Die old man, lie down and die,

Isn't anyone who's gonna cry,