MIDNIGHT SNATCHER

I’ve never been asleep at midnight.
It’s the time I watch my beautiful wife’s eyes
And whisper into her ears,”my love,sleep tight”.
I’ve never tasted the sleep this time.

I always have a weird feeling on Monday
Because my heart always pounds
I’m always dizzy by this time of the day
And that’s when my hanging pound on the door sounds.

I always assumed it was the wind,
I never imagined of a coup
Or rather an intended overthrow of a kind.
I just slept like a dead man.

I once imagined myself on a bed floating on water,
While floods carried my miss away,
And no serikali could saidia me
That’s when she was carried away.

I leapt out of imagination
But she was nolonger within my horizon
She was gone
Up into the ozone.

My wife was taken,
Far away from my arms
And all i do is weep by her small farm
Because it’s all that was left after I awoken.

He won the battle,
But left me in shackles and shambles
I’ll miss her lips,
Her pieces that confirmed i was a sheep.