Prison

Prison I built the walls to this cell, Brick by brick, and wall by wall. Yet, somehow I forgot to make, The golden key to my escape. Now I lay here waiting for Whatever happens by the door. Hoping, someday someone Will see… Exactly what I have done to me!

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Gershon Wolf

Date: 10/12/2021 6:37:00 PM

Exactly how prisons work. You've nailed it, Ann. (This was featured in this week's Poetry Soup Home Page). Bullseye. P.S., you can always call me for a get-out-of-jail-free card. (I kept all my old Monopoly sets). ~ Marvin Garden

G. Jay

Date: 6/6/2019 1:15:00 PM

beautiful words

Ann Foster
Date: 6/6/2019 2:09:00 PM

Ty so kindly. We could all use a key.

Hilo Poet

Date: 6/3/2019 2:27:00 PM

Wonderful, the reality of life's struggles in a nutshell Ann, Aloha William

Ann Foster
Date: 6/3/2019 2:54:00 PM

We all could use a key. :)