, , , , , , , , ,

I often wondered how innocents endure their incarceration. One can only imagine, one can only wonder – who is the really free. A moment please, for all those unjustly accused and languishing in prison.

Artwork @ Eric Alagan, 2009

I dream, a space traveler
Breath taking sights
Wondrous adventures

Siren pierces my being
Metal clangs cold, harsh
A prisoner, waking in chains

Yearn I, for the duster that
Cleans the white of day
Revealing reality, my night

Zoom away I, free
In my world, reality
That keeps my sanity

Three scores in jail
Now you know why I
Choose to remain

No parole for me
Leave me be
For, I am free