The walls close in
Remorselessly crushing,
Breaking bones
Breaking sprit
No way out
No exit
NO EXIT
There is no silence
Where has all the silence gone?
The noise unceasing,
The moans, the cries, the curses,
The tramp of jackboots, the clang of doors,
The rattle of keys
Echoing around those dull stone walls,
My cell might be a prison,
But the cell does not
Imprison my mind.
Does not contain my rage,
Cannot corral my anger,
Injustice will not lie still,
Will not lay quiescent but cries out,
In tortured pain
Screams and screams again
Innocent
Innocent
INNOCENT
