How long must she stand
Before the ground, it gives way
To an endless fall
She can feel this
War on her face
Stars on her pillow
Shes folding in darkness
Begging for slumber
Im not blind
Can see it coming
Looks like lightning
In my childs eye
Im not frantic
I can feel it coming
Violently shakes
My body
Her sons slanted
Always giving her
The sideways eye
And empty chair where dad sits
How loud can silence get?
And mom, she reassures
To contain him
But its becoming a lie
She tells herself
And everyone else
Father is risking
His life for our freedoms
Im not blind
I can see it coming
Looks like lightning
In my childs eye
Im no frantic
I can feel it coming
Darling youll save me
If you save yourself