I am shackled to the back of your mind For a reason, you cannot find Why do you keep me locked here? I wish your intentions were clear I can go days without sustenance Surviving on the crumbs of your existence Gnawing on the bones of your effervescence Starving for your celestial presence Didn’t I earn redemption? Am I not worthy of salvation? Blood on my hands from a crime I did not commit Sentenced to life for something...
There was kid who always hid From his parent's furious yells He stayed at places where he knew no faces And his alarm clock was the bells. His name was short and gave him a fort From the troubles day to day When children teased he always thanked and pleased Never knowing what else to say. His hair was brown and he had a frown From the worries he had to commence His eyes were blue – a beautiful hue And were his only defen...
This morning I am happy. I am happy because I can sit in the sun. It feels good to see the sun after so many dreary, dark days. The snow has melted away and the ground is now dry. I take off my shirt and lay it in my lap, I am ready. My friend Peter sits on my left, he is a bit faster than me and has already started. It is cool this morning but not really cold. Peter and I are not alone. There are many other prisoners who...
