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Click herefaint moans at 3:00 A.M.
echo off the rock walls
agony or ecstacy, doesn't matter
just shut the hell up
the others pretend to sleep
there is nothing to drown out
the endless tittering of the mad
and the whispers of those
who have long since left
no one expects you
to forget about it
escaping
try not to let it
consume you
just do your time
and count your blessings
it could be a lot worse
don't blame the guards
you are just as much
their jailers
there is no word from the governor
you weren't framed
you're not innocent
none of us are
we were born convicted
the walls
are higher than the sky
but you can scale them
just climb over those
you care about most
there is a beyond
but not for you
not yet
this is sooo very deep, and so true, well written and much enjoyed :)
"We were born convicted" about sums it up. Love that line, but enjoyed it all. Try not to feel so much, Toward, it just gets you into trouble <winks>.
This was very good. The first time through I read it as prison, until I got to the line about crawling over those you love. Escape from the hell of the ghetto? Either way, a fascinating read with a gritty feel. I like it a lot.
Only thing I'm not sure of is the climbing over the ones you love- doesn't matter that much. Loved the flow and feeling.Thanks.