January 05, 2003
"Prison" by anon

I'm writing to you from prison
Serving time for crimes I did not commit
He did it
He did it
He did it
He did it

There are lots of locked doors
High security walls
All broken glass and barbed wire
Men with guns
Ready to shoot me dead if I try to escape

There's no need for this security
The highest security prison on earth
I'm going nowhere
And nobody visits

Posted by Colm at January 05, 2003 12:15 AM

I just wanted to tell you that I liked your poem and it says a lot of things for me. Bye, Arianna

Posted by: on January 5, 2003 07:09 AM

This says it all for the majority of abuse victims.

Posted by: on January 5, 2003 07:35 PM
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