Its dark and about 3: 00am
everything is quiet, hours past
about 6: 00 or 7: 00 in the morning
the sun's rays invade the lifeless,
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I felt like I was there, sounds hard to bare. I could not amagen the things that would go throw my ming if I was confind be hind the cell. this is butifuly writen and I love it -good job.
that was good. i lyked that one mayb ill read another l8ter
Great poem you have...A prisoner's tale, setting the cells, inmates...pointing different angels of a prison...be it a victim of justice etc...
Excellent piece, you have delivered this well....great impact '10' best wishes Jon
you know how to write good poems, keep it up