Monday, April 19, 2010

On The Jail Steps Comments

Rating: 3.7

I've won the race.
Young man, I'm new!
Old Sallow-face
Good luck to you!
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Eleanor Agnes Lee
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Ratnakar Mandlik 24 August 2019

" My little one Shall know my call Child is there none For sin grows tall" Great conceptualization.

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Edward Kofi Louis 18 September 2018

Free at last! ! ! ! ! Freedom! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Gopal Lahiri 18 September 2018

A thoughtful and Moving poem! Thanks for sharing

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Kumarmani Mahakul 18 September 2018

A beautiful poem so nicely executed. Interesting to read.

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Adrian Flett 18 September 2018

The interchange of voices on the jail steps tells of the misery of confinement and the challenge, when the time comes to be free.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 18 September 2018

Such a great write by Eleanor Agnes LeeπŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘

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Priyanka Roy 18 September 2018

Very nice poem , and inspiring too.

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Mahtab Bangalee 18 September 2018

In Jail Oh ho ho no bail till decaying of Sin have to live in this bin dark and insects sin decaying facts! weeping wife growing child make all strife give a knife find the blood goes on forgetting life

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