In the Shortest Far
You're lost, you don't know your way?
You've gone, you don't know what to say?
When did it happen, when did they they find the point and push?
It's ok for you not to speak, there is no rush
Yes I can see that in your eyes; it's ok for me because I know your lies
Insanity....well perhaps somehow? But, don't try to fool me I can see through the clouds
That's it, sit there and don't you speak. You're safe in here and you know if you stay true to yourself that this is where you'll sleep
The scowl has changed to pride, you must be so proud of you?
Thinking I can't get through no matter what I do?
You think you've won, but that shows me how stupid you really are
I'll play the truth out of you, one day to come in the shortest far
If you think that your plea of insanity can protect you mate?
Remember what you've done and how behind that door they hate!
One day this secure cell will simply disappear
Then the hate they have will appear right here
You thought that you'd got away but all you got is me
I'll get the truth out of you for their family
Copyright © A Yorkshire Poet | Year Posted 2016
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