" It was the Sandman. . . . ."

Who let the cat get outta the bag. .
Who let the sky turn gray. .
Who let the hopes of yesterday
Get black and blue today?

It was the Sandman
Dancing in your sleep,
In your dreams
Where things are deep.

Who let the mouse get outta the maze. .
Who let the hammer fall. .
who let the thoughts of Memory
Be large instead of small?

It was the Sandman
Humming parts of songs
In my poems
Where he belongs.