Visions of a Prisoner
by ilmwear
Prisoner
the vision of
gun metal grey –
Galvanized wayward strays,
Social dismay.
No reprise
No surprise
Democratic decay corrodes to
moral disarray -
juristic delay.
Morale ebbs away
Gaols wail with prey
…and we Pray.
Semantic Semitics echo hollow
in wallowing ethics
sorrowful sceptics joust
in the court of
carnal aesthetics.
Wounds turn septic whilst
hearts hard - neglect this.
Deceptive is the mind
lined eclectic with compassion
- of a fashion
epileptic with reflection.
Protected
and now dejected
Affected –
but not effective
we seek to reach the
alms of the protected.
The inhumane
play with the subhuman.
Freedom and Jurisprudence
stifles and rifles civil movements.
Prisoners of the body
Confined of the mind
Captive from our heart
and voluntarily blind.
Allahu Akbar – God is greater
than the raper of our tribes -
the paper tigers of our times.
until the quill scribes
Who will earn the favour and
decide if our lives are worthy
of our Creator?