A mother fears for this world
How easily it unfurls
As her son, is enthralled to embark

A mother’s fear is within
And by daybreak it swells
And roars to a thundering collapse

He is sullen, penniless, and mute
In eternal reverse
On a homeward trek
Each hour

Succumbed to the terrors
That were never his own

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