Dear young man

I heard that you're out of prison

Was it a lesson learnt

Or break taken

Was it a sin forsaken

Or energy retaken

This time is no longer about pain

But the scar on the spot you found plain

I have to look my self in the mirror

Whereby you always appear

I have to listen to the sharp pain in my heart

Hurting like I've been stabbed by spear

And my reflection no longer clear

As tears gathering to form huge spheres

When I think of your face with long beard near

Calling me dear

While touching me here

I always fear

That my imaginations could be real

My world is now like a hall

Divided by four broken walls

Afraid that anytime they could fall

As you will be the cause

I can say the sun healed me with its rays

And the rain washed away all the pain

But your face will always bring it back