Behind the BarsA Poem by JonathanHammondfor someone special. miss you, see you soon. Behind the Bars Pacing in Circles Wishing for Windows Marinating in Regrets Life has become Hard,
Behind the bars. One hour of Sunlight Surrounded by Fences Gates, Guns and Armored Defenses Feeling Jarred like a fly,
Behind the bars. Seeing Family through the Glass Saying sorry can’t take back Clock. Ticks. Stop. Hanging up the Phone Mother's heading Home Feeling so alone Returning to my cellblock Scratching One more day off As I sit and wait for the last, Me, Master of my Fate Now a prisoner, an inmate, With an Attorney and a Guard. Me, one of many stars -
Behind the bars. © 2014 JonathanHammondAuthor's Note
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