In a Turkish Prison
It was more than for just a little while.
Billy Hayes learned about prison Turkish style.
Smuggling hashish was a foolhardy thing.
His arrest at the airport was like a scorpion’s sting.
Back home, his friends and family tried every way
to get him released from the prison where he would stay.
Guards and fellow prisoners made life a living hell.
Miserable conditions prevailed where he did dwell.
Miraculously, Billy Hayes would survive,
even though years later, he was barely alive.
Based on the 1978 film “Midnight Express”
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2012
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