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Rated: E · Poetry · Tragedy · #1214263
Rhyming poem about some strange prisoners.
My head throbbed with a numbing pain
Like thunder before the progressing rain
No longer could I stand the endless strain
No end in sight nor nothing to gain
Yet the answer there was ever so plain

With lightning flashes stinging my eyes
I look up to the stately skies
Wondering how to stop the mournful cries
screaming out their painful replies
and ever so much their presence I despise

Never did I see their ashen faces
nor their chambers of their places
All I know is that of their traces
their sooty boots with blackened laces
And their dirty wrists tied in braces

They stay in the darkness of the night
In the shadows and out of sight
Clinging to the bars ever so tight
Waiting for one to come and pity their plight
Someone to see their solemn right

One can come and one can see
But never will they see who they be
For none is more wittier then he
Who hides in the shadows waiting to flee
Who lives a life deprived of glee

Shaking my head I turn away
From the sight of the ones who cannot stray
Cannot live nor ever sway
Nor ever change their unsightly way
Never shall they see the light of day
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