Forgiveness
As these chains
Cut deep into deepest pains
The prison door grins
Coldly and silently
As the prison’s door
Is locked, walls to floor
I am sealed inside
With nowhere to hide
Yet this door’s lock
(To my utter shock)
Is locked from within
And the key hangs cold on my skin
The key ‘round my neck hangs
As metal cups rhythmically bangs
The musical score
To dead man walking
Yet it is I who are walking, yes me
Walking from captivity to free
As all this time it was me
It was I, who held the key
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