Saturday 6 June 2015

Order

He said hold on to me
Don't let me go
You know what they'll do to me
From head to toe
He sat there in his chair
And sweat moved on his cheek
Even the thought of it
Would make him weak
He was tied and burned at places
There was still life in his body in traces
He couldn't know what part of him was dying
Wet on his face, he didn't know of he was crying
He was sent home for reason unknown to him
The light was too bright outside he's used to dim
He was asked to drink and eat from his daughter
He didn't know what to say
He's now used to obey every order!

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