I think my wife // has gone crazy. Recently,
She keeps emphasizing what they // are watching outside the window.
They? It's truly laughable, // what "they" and "us"?
Another reason for your lies? I thought,
I check every day, the surveillance cameras // in each room,
Nothing is there.

Outside the window is complete silence, // not a sound,
Peace, with black that has no shape, // form, or substance.
Nearby trees casting shadow of leaves,
Distant houses with dimmed lights.
Yet she claims she can hear singing?
Blowing the cold wind,
I can't hear anything outside.
She must be crazy.

My son told me he // saw many people beside the path,
In the forest, many eyes looking at him, // behind the trees.
I dare not believe it,
What has that crazy woman taught him?
What trees, what people?
There are no trees on his way home, // no small paths.
He must have wandered off somewhere to play, // then lied.
That crazy woman birthed nothing but a worthless, // lying brat!
I look outside the window, // what's wrong with this family,
what is actually outside // that makes them so worried.

They? They.
Who are they?
Heavens, who are they!