- - - - >IMPRISONED

I am grasping for breath
Through the steel bars
Sores of immorality
Are eating me

I am no longer the
Alluring treasure of yesterday
Now I’m the
Hideous debris of trash of today

Look at me
Greens are fading to brown
Blues are turning to gray
Change has come to wreck me.

But do I deserve this?
The poison continues to linger
Listen to the whistle of grieve
And agony
Who may come and rescue
Save me from the midst of mortality
Revitalize the long lost remedy
And the seed of hope sprout where it should be.