…sky's falling up The wind wraps itself with my lungs The sea that we saw was a desert of snowfall The children of frost marched into the deadly dawn In their great awe they found an old seesaw And as they got on, the…

…been looking a way or spell to resist an abusive nurse/caretaker and though an escape in a world of adults, in at children's prison (=foster home) there is not one. Day after day It walks endless hallways and to It nurses…

…Live möreys cildren of…