Thursday, September 07, 2006

POEM: Imprisoned

It’s a strange prison
he finds himself in,
and there’s no way to escape.
He can’t get away from goodness,
and kindness couldn’t have put up
stronger walls. The windows
are barred so he can’t break away
from harmony and support,
and wherever he looks
there’s love
quietly locking him in.
He tries his best
to devise ways to flee,
but it's a lost cause.
The locks
on the doors of satisfaction
are too strong.

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