Mommy Poem by christopher bagley

The mirky walls of hallowed granite
harbor horrors of untold essence
The walls slick with human slime
left there since the dawn of time
seem only to mock his unwilled presence

The ropes of wrath which bind him
in mind and body and soul throughout
are laced with the young-blood of his kin
and from those terrors 'bout to begin
there is no escape - no possible way out

The sewer rats and roaches gnaw hungerly
at the blood soaked binds at his throat
as laughter echoes down marbled halls
drowning out his clawing nails and gutteral wails
Suddenly Awake - Cold sweats - crying out

Mommy!