Below is the poem entitled Walking to Redemption which was written by poet
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Stuck in a place with negativity bound within it's Walls.
I need to get out of here, before the phone rings with insanity's calls.
I burst out of the door into the streets owned by the night.
Shadows staring back dodging the lamps light.
I begin to walk down the urban corridor of uncertainty.
The workers of soul catchers carry out their shady activity.
I find myself in the empire of danger invoking pure photo-phobia
It's a small price to pay for escaping the mecca of claustrophobia.
As I reach the climax of the spiraling vortex tunnel.
I walk on tenterhooks as my problems funnel.
Facing me at the end of this path, is a door laced with remorse around it's edges.
The entrance to unknown stands out with a line of devoted pledges.
Those waiting and queuing are the damned and the lost.
As I drift towards them, I wonder how much my sin will cost.
For I felt the weight of the pressure and stress, forcing me into the light of shame?
For I was the puppet master, who poured onto me the petrol and drew the flame.
My moment of selfishness was a cardinal sin to myself and others.
lacking consideration, deprived of thought for my sisters and brothers.
That self indulgent cowardliness, has lead me to this final act.
A door beaten with the hands of the damned, regardless it's still intact.
As the number descends down to it's final member.
I stand there understanding my sin, bound to surrender.
Reaching out I grasp the golden handle, and turn it to the right.
As I push forward on the door and out bursts a green neon light.
My chance of escape has come to a halt, it's time for me to face the jury's end.
I stand by my plea of weakness and insanity, as into the court I descend.
A skeleton of the peril court rises with a verdict and answer.
The jury has decided I was overtaken by a vicious cancer.
The disease wasn't voluntary but they agree my cure wasn't correct.
My punishment is to fade into the man that never was, with immediate effect.