A Childs Mental Torment

In the glow of candle light,
As the thunder booms in the night,
A little boy sits; crying alone in fright.

His mother tends a cradle-song,
As his father simply asks whats wrong,
The boy only whimpers, as the pain prolongs.

The mother accuses the father,
As the father accuses the mother,
The boy solely says "Obviously it's Another."

Abused by his confusion,
As shadows tend to create illusion,
He quietly laughs; Lost in sweet delusion.