like a pupil waiting
for the master's cane
i stand aghast to wince
before i feel the pain.
with outstretched open palm
and face portraying calm
i will take the welts
inflicted by cane or belt.
and once the moment comes
like a crack to break the hum
of the still stagnant fear
there bursts forth my rebirth
and i shall run
freed from my remand
to brightly greening meadows
away from your lingering shadow.
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