The Sixteenth Day of May in the Year of our Lord 2010
15:20

´T is a peculiar thing,
when the birds in May starts to sing.
The Beast who keeps my heart locked
in constant fear-
on a new enemy his anger starts to bear.

Yes,It begins a behaviour so unheard of before-
it turns it´s anger at the front door.
A Door that never mattered before.

It pleads with the Door "Please let me Out"-
The Door silent and stout.

It bangs on the Door with all of it´s might-
It is not a fair fight.

It leaps at the Door,claws sliceing the air-
The Door deaf and unfair.

It purrs and gently caresses the Door,
"If you let me Out I will love you for evermore"-
The Door as unwielding as before.

Like a spurned Lover it hisses and bite-
The Door still shut tight.

It screams and howls with all of it´s might-
The Door cold and dark as night.

So t´is a peculiar thing,
when the birds in May starts to sing.
The Beasts attention turns to the Door-
A Door that never seemed to matter before...............