The Prisoner

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Behind the dark walls

His past life awaits him.

Of murder and of theft

He was convicted

Age; young and ignorant

 Led its triumph but behind the bars

Of failure, torment and prison.

For years, in the company of saddened self

He mourn’d, lament’d and cried

Of the freedom he dreamt

Behind the walls he couldn’t climb.

But time fled

And wrinkles got crowded

Prisoners came and went

Yet, chains ‘ve not loosen’d him

But sad was he for his inmates

Who embraced their freedom out of prison walls

For dark prison is built within, he knew,

These souls would come again

Or even in free air, they’ll always be walled

For one ‘ll ne’er be a free person ‘

Without freeing oneself from the prison within.

For one will ne’er be a free person

By serving the commands of so many desires within

Secret to freedom lies within

That’s how god hid, now

He doesn’t ‘ve urge to break walls,

Let his past wait outside

He ‘ll serve the prison

Questing for redemption of

Free and peaceful will.