Freedom Belated
.
It was all a sorry mistake
the judge and warden say,
and so, after twenty years,
they finally set him free;
strange, but freedom no longer
gladdens him in any way.
Leaning on a hoe, he gazes
at the prison garden plots,
sees in his tilted shadow
the past outpace the present,
and what's left of the future
the past has overtaken!
.
Copyright © Romeo Naces | Year Posted 2011
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