Nightmare
I look at the mirror
And see stranger's face.
"You are going to die"-
He angrily says
"You make people suffer,
You make people cry -
The best penalty for you
Is to die."
"You're angry with children,
You buried your wife.
Now I am going
To take your life."
I wake up in my bed
In the silent night,
My wife says
I've got worrisome sight.
"I love you, my dear,
I swear!"
-"Calm down!
It was just a nightmare..."
Copyright © Alexei Meleshenko | Year Posted 2006
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