UNLOCK ME

In this darkness

This chilly, cold night

You may be slept now

with my children.

I see you through the eyes

opened and coloured with red.

Eye drops are getting down

to the broken floor of prison

Here,

This small dark room

I am not alone

but with mice,

the smells of wastes and blood

flowing from the broken body

You, my wife!

While you see me now

you will be died if you have still the love remains.

With the illness and the skeletal body

I am not anything

for having tired and exhausted

Now,

I hear the sounds of big shoes

and the crying of my ‘friends’

I look to the out

there always I can see

the unchanged scenes

Escape and Unlock my doors

let me see lastly

the little eyes of my children...