Through a Childs Eye - A Poem by Asma Bux (C)

Under my bed

Where I was told to hide

I watch as the light

Dies in my mother’s eyes

The pain he writes

Across her face

Seems to be

permanent now days

She thrashes and cries

Tears glisten her face

But he could care less

For tonight is his success

I wanted to scream

At him to stop

But the fear crippled me

And I could not

I could not help but wonder

What our home would be,

If he was not here

And were set free