Political Prisoner

I sit alone in my prison cell Just me and my insanity Knowing only one of us will walk out alive And wondering which one it might be Notches on the wall marks the days As figured out by the meals they send With no windows to the outside world There is no telling when one day ends Time appears to be just standing still Though my beard continues to grow I no longer remember what landed me here Politically opposite to those in the know I got my family across the border in time But stayed behind to take a stand The freedoms that I had been fighting for Have been uprooted in my homeland I sit alone in my prison cell Just me and my insanity Each of us refusing to Let the other one go free