Father, wake <br />Look at the days, time for a change <br />Father, wake <br />Scary scenario, time for a change <br />Father, wake <br />Open your eyes, from their secret place <br /> <br />My hands, they shake, <br />Like everybody, we pray <br />Black night Sunday, there’s no room for change <br />Father, wake <br />I watch everybody, the wolves are at play <br />There’s no room for mistake but he’s tasted their water <br /> <br />Father, wake <br />Look at the days, time for a change <br />Father, wake <br />Scary scenario, time for a change <br />Father, wake <br />Open your eyes, from their secret place <br /> <br />My hands shake, shake, shake hard <br />The hounds are at the door <br />Father, wake, wake <br />Witness the falling days <br />He’s creeping crawling in our wake <br />He’s tasted there water <br />Father wake wake <br />Please I pray to thee<br /><br />Daniel Richards<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/father-waken/
