14 August 2012
Sitting here, in my padded cell Walls as grey as an elephant's skin I ponder on my loneliness And weep at all the mess I'm in
They put me in a strait-jacket Tied me up and stripped me bare Probed my mind with angry words Flailed my dreams without a care
They locked me up, for years and more Cut off from the outside world A thread of wool unravelling Formerly knitted and purled
And so I sit and weep and sleep Night and day meld into one Alone in my grey padded cell Jailed for evil not yet done.
All rights reserved. Nom 14th August 2012.
Innocent • Opuss № I