Thursday, March 12, 2009

his sentence for poor behavior
was a life of madness
a constant state of chaos
a wall of insanity
as a prisoner
he could do nothing
except rattle the chains
strain at the bars
and fall back
in silent tears
it was incarceration
of the self imposed
it was one regret after another
like bricks in the penitentiary walls
the mortar of which
seemed like sadness
a tall imposing obstacle
to happiness
all his life
every day of his existence
how
could he

surive ?

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