Joe Flach Poet Rhyme

Political Prisoner

I sit alone in my prison cell
Just me and my insanity
Knowing only one of us will walk out alive
And wondering which one it might be

Notches on the wall marks the days
As figured out by the meals they send
With no windows to the outside world
There is no telling when one day ends

Time appears to be just standing still
Though my beard continues to grow
I no longer remember what landed me here
Politically opposite to those in the know

I got my family across the border in time
But stayed behind to take a stand
The freedoms that I had been fighting for
Have been uprooted in my homeland

I sit alone in my prison cell
Just me and my insanity
Each of us refusing to
Let the other one go free

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Maygin Creekmore September 6, 2012 at 9:57 AM I like the relationship between the prisoner and his mentality/emotion (his insanity). Also, the poem keeps the reader interested by implying things and leaving the reader questioning, but not questioning too much (Ex:The lines "The freedoms that I had been fighting for Have been uprooted in my homeland" makes me wonder what specific freedoms has he lost, and why?). Overall, it is a good poem.

David Williams August 21, 2012 at 6:05 AM Joe, a sad true tale of many an injustice soul...David