I Cannot Act

He killed my father and inherited my mother he took father’s property I cannot act in any way I am a mere child, helpless his orders I obey for now In his hands mother suffers this annoying man is evil I pray I grow with the winds Let him enjoy his loot now he can cut the hay as it shines when his sun sets I will act I hear my father’s ghost crying he visits me in dreams regularly to smoke into my nose courage