Fleeing these halls

Written by: Michael Dom

In this sweet little pig pen
Walls that once were friends
And bold shields 
For lounge room warriors
Now barricade 
Detain indefinitely, denying
Beyond them imaginings
For ravenous captives
With restless longing and fears
Choose now the door 
Indulgence to ruin, or
Patience to pride
An unforgiving master waits 
With bitter destinies to navigate 
Seize propitious offerings 
Fleeing these halls
To uncertain fate
Courage now, groomed in isolation 
Seclusion of rooms
No longer resting places.