Freedom or Capture?A Poem by AkotlahAcid burning Time is turning Reach out for my hand Illness takes you By surprise In this cold and distant land Friends are dying Their corpses rotting We’re losing them one by one You’ve lost all hope Stay with me For you are not the only one Come with me Dodge the dead We are so getting out of here Look in my eyes See my hope We’ll survive this night my dear You cough loudly And softly too Hush now or we’ll be caught The tunnels split Don’t go left For I hear a battle being fought Right we go Slow we go As we’re stumbling through the dark Light trickles in We hold our breath On this room also, death has left its mark I see the crack I tear at it More light rips through the room Come to me Help me you dope We will soon be free from this tomb The whole is huge now We can climb through We wrench ourselves out to see the sun Where are we now? I don’t know Stranded on the island of fun? Well who cares We’re free from hell We now have nothing but time We find the locals We’re in Jamaica now Your taken to a hospital you’ll be healthy again in time © 2012 Akotlah |
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Added on July 14, 2012 Last Updated on July 14, 2012 AuthorAkotlahnewcastle, nsw, AustraliaAbouti like poetry and i admire the strength it takes to share your writings with others. more..Writing
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