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the Cage..

Poetry By: sonia

a convicts views..

Submitted:Jul 6, 2008    Reads: 173    Comments: 8    Likes: 1   

The cage
All four sides
All bars all black
Surround me bind me
I'm trapped
I'm gone
If I stay there's food
If I stay there's warmth
I can only dream
Beyond the bars
To tear one apart
With a shiny blade
Or a heavy bat
To hear the bones crack
To feel the skin tear
And see the scarlet flow
To see the face
Of the lonesome stranger
That crossed my way
At the wrong time
In the right place
I sit again
Behind my bars
And stare out
Whilst others stare in
And I eat
My cold dinner
Regardless of its taste
Or the filth
Around me
I can only dream
Beyond the bars
Of dragging the heavy sack
To the nearest dumping ground
Or canal,
And watch the sack
Struggle and sink
And the screaming stops
And the sirens start
After several days
I can only dream
For one more day
As tomorrow is my last…


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