From Prison
This prison has walls
Of circumstance
My own Robin island
Where I pace
Without a picture
To caress my face
Or some hope
That you will dress for me
Making me see
The world from my longing
Barred
While you raise my name
To set my vision free
This prison
Has no parole
For I cannot live
Without my honor
And I will these walls
Only if you reprieve me
And find
I love you still
And always
I am innocent
Copyright © David Smalling | Year Posted 2012
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