Wednesday, October 6, 2021

Their Endless Prison


Their Endless Prison
By Lord R.e. Taylor

Look around
A building beautiful in its time
Closed and hidden from the world
Still, it is filled with hope
And filled with despair
Mists show traces of past lives
Spirits wander the rooms
Looking for their bodies
Maybe just for a white light
Or maybe for anyone to know they are there
But for most that never happens
For them hour after hour
Year after year is always the same
They are trapped in a prison
Serving a sentence which never ends

© Poem – X/VI/MMXXI


 

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