Confinement ***cell Block "b"***
***part three of three***
All I see is darkness
as I lay on the cold concrete
clothes shredded
no shoes are on my feet
there is a faint light
coming from underneath the door
every now and then
a shadow passes
then it leaves once more
I do not know how long I've been here
I've well past lost count
but, I do remember why I'm here
and what all of this is about
Just then as I sat there pondering
going over my misdeeds
the door opens with a blinding light
thank the lord I think I'm free
no longer will I be a citizen
free to roam outside these walls
my only freedom comes at certain times
when I clean the bathroom stalls
I've lost everything that I hold dear
my freedom stripped in early life
my son has a new father
It's my best friend that's with my wife!!!
***This is not a biography***
;JP}
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