cell
Belief
leads me
through the trapdoor
of
my
mind
into the cell
No walls
save for my
own convictions
Life fed
through
a hatch in
the
closed
door
to freedom
No bars
save for
myself
Sentence
to solitary
within the
convictions
of
my
Own mind
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<Deleted User> (9882)
Wed 29th Nov 2017 18:00
and not easy at all to escape from Des.
bitter food for thought without doubt.
cheers matey
Rose ?
Desmond, few people could articulate this as well as you have in this poem. I shall ponder on its content for some time to come. Thank you. Keith
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DESMOND CHILDS
Wed 29th Nov 2017 21:53
Thank you Rose and Keith for your comments much appreciated
All the best des