My Heart in Prison
The ugly prison was dark and dank.
Solitary cells lined up on each side.
I paced up and down the corridor
Saw each prisoner his face hide.
I knew them all, for I put them there,
Uncle John who stole half my earnings,
My teacher who failed me just to spite me,
My neighbour reported me with warnings.
A writer who jealously always blocked me,
My lawyer whom I caught on me spying
A woman who sent me many insulting messages,
Even my cheating wife was there crying.
Where is this prison you might well ask?
Why it’s locked up within my heavy heart?
And the worst of it all, there’s no way out,
What could I do to erase all and my life restart?
Only one way to rid the heaviness of my heart.
To learn the true way to forgive all sins,
Truly forget all useless wishes of revenge
Then perhaps with the Lord’s help a new life begins.
Copyright © Victor Buhagiar | Year Posted 2022
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