The Dungeon Poem by James Casey

The Dungeon

Why, am I locked in the dark?
What'd I do so wrong?
He'll be home soon, and
Start in on his same old song

Is there a need for this?
Am I in her way?
It's the same old thing,
Day, after day, after day

I get back home,
I've done something wrong
She sends my down to the dungeon
To wait for him to come along

He usually drags me by the hair
And pulls me up the stairs
So I can be an example, to her,
And show how much he cares

This has been going on for
Such a long, long time
I must escape this place
Everything I do, to them, is
Such a big disgrace

I tried to tell Sister at school,
She says she cannot help
There must be a way out of this place
I guess I'll help myself

I'm in the jail today,
I do not have to return
To the house with the dungeon
Down the stairs and the people
Who make me burn

Jim 1955