Bar! It is so dark in here,
The pricking black of a whore’s door,
sucking away the light as a whole.
These fuming rods,
the fumes of the gods,
They say it is for my good.
But I know, never out of this I would.
The hard untended floor,
the stinking puke-bearing food,
has never left me aloof!
The inner light pokes like a blood sucking knife!
Hate the life of this world that I wish I was never heard!
I lean on to the wall wondering whether I should leave or stay,
then I clang on to the window grill to light my life in every single frill!
I peeped,
there were men dressed in green and black.
Held to the bars,
tried pushing them away,
Then I heard a creaking sound,
my door to escape said my mind.
Two bars moved,
and I knew I could jump out to be there in the world to a live a life so white.
I could escape!
Am safe!
A tear gleamed in my eye,
it rolled out,
Was instantly happy!
I could see Dian and our little son.
I was pushed out of the cell through the small window in the punishing space.
Maybe it was my urging mind that doused me out!
The next minute!
I felt a pain,
then numb!
I wondered how!
I was able to feel a warm watery tickle on my tummy,
I touched there,
blood,
there was an iron rod which just started from the muddy ground,
rotting with a hidden pride,
peeping out from where my spine binds,
It hurt!
But I knew then I was dying!
The world has decided,
the earth had decided,
my dreams had died.
I could never escape,
I could never leave or stay.
