the slow demise

The houses in the hamlet emptie 
old people are passing away 

A timeworn man tried to flee his
empty rooms of stillness

His many children had gone away
leaving him with an idiot son 

Who thought rabbits lived in
trees tall trees eating leaves

The timeworn wanted to see his
daughters who lived in America

The police brought him back to
the place he had tried to escape

In darkened rooms, he paces
tries out walk the pre-ordained 

Sunlight is, for him, unbearable
reminds him of the future suns 

He hits the walls with his fist 
in anger over his loss 

The idiot son, has crawled into 
a corner shaking in fear of dad

Death takes his dad, o, mercy!
For a downtrodden life

For two days and nights, the idiot
sits in his corner, crying in silence

Death waits for his victim, but
someone breaks down the door