Free, But No
Passed, words confirmed, where do I turn
Wheels of confusion astride my time
Now knowing my tomorrow's being
As I await life's minutes in reflective remind
Awakening the next morning I'm graced by the sun
Absorbing it's warmth as I neglected before
This all means so much different than previous days
For this time I'm captured now knowing life's score
The key in the door starts my palms to speak
As the Warden confirms, hey' Fraser it's time
Turned, now returned, as I hear ratchet sounds
Walking such corridors hearing negative chimes
Cocky I say Hi, as I'm instructed to remain be
Hence their almighty be they sure inform me
Sitting you'll be amidst arched back becoming so proud
For you'll absorb said electrics throwing you aloud
Seconds to minutes as I stare from whom I've taken
Kaleidoscopic views now attract my visions aplenty
Internal droughts apprehend me as I walk cuffed
Now knowing my inept, soon deserved to be empty
I'm now counting the minutes as to where I'll demise
To all my all out there I've no favour for your cries.
8/5/2017
Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2017
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