Wrongful Imprisonment
Here I live in darkness
Dreadful fright and fear
Kept from all my fam'ly
And friends that once were near
Why am I imprisoned
What has been my wrong?
Why this dreadful sorrow
Instead of happy song?
Naught has been my trespass
Innocent am I
Robbed of all life's goodness
Condemned in jail to die
Copyright © Isaiah Zerbst | Year Posted 2012
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