Never a dull moment
Crossed Hades's gates
Always looking for victims
Always.
I put it away.
I wanted a sweet dream.
Mother read a story instead,
Of doves and plenty,
But I did not care,
Until I heard her say:
Fear the man
Wanting to make of all slaves;
The deaf die in silence
Awaiting a strong-enough yell.
Real life begins
Where Mother's story ends,
And it's nothing like it
Nothing like it.
Never a dull moment
Took place in Hell.
Don't ask me, why?
You know very well,
How the past transformed
One of us.
Sweet dreams don't come
On their own;
A mother's stories
First need awaken sons

-gsa