TALEMONGER'S TENATHLON

DAY 1

CAGED UP

Tied to apron strings I am

My hands trussed behind me

And mouth muted with scarf of fears

My flesh had a taste of their rods

As they smacked me in utter disgust

I knew not my offence

For I was captured in the Dreamland.

My knee bent with a blow of demons

As they pummeled vigor out of my

Tearful soul

Sober was my heart

For I was endeared to sorrow

Though I knew not my offence

But their evil angst they vented on me

For I was captured in the Dreamland.

They purge me of sight

And scorned they my body

For I have no eyes.

I was made to feast on grass

But they in royal goblets dined.

I knew not my offence

For I was captured in the Dreamland.

I was snared like a thief

Though innocent I am

And they cage me in this zoo of brutality

I was seized from comfort

To be impaired in this jail.

My hope is in the air

For I know

I may be in this prison

Till my last I'll breath.

©fab_du_solvic