The escapee

The escapee

A Poem by The Enemy

In a wood far away
The dirty tramp escaped one day
He got out of the stairwell door
And through a tunnel underneath the floor
A fire exit was the goal
Escaping with the key the cleaner stole
Hitched 2 lifts from passersby
Then living like a firefly
Using torches he lived in wood
Forest floor is where he stood
With a tent that his bro gave
And sleeping bag to the warmth he saved
He escaped the nut house as I didn't like staff
They had a job but where bloody naff
Couldn't sort his life out there
Instead he escapes through fire door. Stair

© 2020 The Enemy


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Reminds me a bit of Heller's Catch-22, meets Kesey's One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. Living like a firefly, as are we all.

Posted 6 Months Ago


Strange but rather wonderful.. First read of yours..
Love your thoughts...
The last line is wonderful!!
Lisa, now in Spain

Posted 1 Year Ago


Love the rhyme scheme and flow of this write.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Wow, this is wonderful, kind of intense but really enjoyed this

Posted 3 Years Ago



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Added on November 1, 2020
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The Enemy
The Enemy

burntwood, Staffs, United Kingdom



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