Sunday, February 15, 2015

PRISON

In a prison
Of my own making 
The world 
Was mine 
For the taking 
An innocent child 
With worthy dreams
But nothing in life 
Is as it seems.
Took a wrong turn 
Along the road 
My God 
This child feels
So beaten and old. 
Removed the handcuffs 
Unlocked the key
Stepped into 
The sunlight 
In search of me!


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