Jailed Poem by Fate McFate

How can he be told this?
That his icon is caged
on a half century term
for... Oh! No how can I?

Such questions hurts much,
mom where is dad?
When shall he return?
Why hadn't he called

why I cry, tell you?
this letter lacks privacy to wardener
but it's a shame you robbed the old woman
and disguised on your son
that you're a pilot.

He yearns for a flight
not a tour on people's treasures
and you're his guide
what would you've taught him?