Prison Window~

Acold blooded murderer

   Isolated 
in the darkest chamber

       Drained to the dregs before dying

        Waits reslessly
             between the rope and the noose

Predicting …what comes next!

He's all alone at the cell
      battling shadows and guilts

   A self-inflicted blackness

     scratch and scratch him through the night.

    Forgiveness seems too far way...
Day in June to live on in the records...

There's just a thin line to be crossed..

    ...and an even thinner line to go free

Before life slips into an oblivion….
He locks his feeble heart
      that's losing time.

Life incinerates... when windows are shut 

 …but, being human with wings in his eyes

  He finds a haze of sunshine

      peering through the prison-window

-Something like a star over Bethlehem

Sun-rays of an obdurate dawn

    -warming, frightening at the same time
Surround him,
     -- making his remorseful heart go onto, standby

An end, a pure and total freedom
      he seeks at last...

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