The Third Door

A duet song/poem on the social stigma and rejection faced by ex-convicts when they're released. They deserve a second chance, just like everyone else...

The Third Door

Him: It's been years since I saw you smile

And the chasm spans for miles and miles

And though the steel door opens wide

I hesitate

Her: I've spent all these painful years

With grief, regret and many tears

And though you're coming home, for us, it could

Be too late

Both: Full of sorrow and heartbroken

Of a thousand words unspoken

So I hope and pray for a better day

Though the light is getting closer

Yet I'm still feeling so lonesome

As my silent world is turning ever gray

And though the darkness rages on I pray

For the sun to shine someday

Him: It's been years since I saw you laugh

As I walk this empty path

And everyone glares at me

Like I'm still bad

No job, no one offers me a post

Though I'm needing one the most

Let everyone stare at me

'Cause I've lost all I've had

Both: Full of sorrow and heartbroken

Of a thousand words unspoken

So I hope and pray for a better day

Though the light is getting closer

Yet I'm still feeling so lonesome

As my silent world is turning ever gray

And though the darkness rages on I pray

For the sun to shine someday

Her: My tears, so fluidly, they run

As I remember what you've done

But I know you're truly sorry now

Now you're here with me

So now we can start anew

For the perfect life, me and you

As the second door comes crashing down

Now we finally see

Him: With bloodshot eyes I pray

The third door will open someday

And the world takes us back 

With open arms

Her: Second chances in this life

Why are they so hard to find?

So I pray that you and me

Come to no harm

Both: Full of sorrow and heartbroken

Of a thousand words unspoken

So I hope and pray for a better day

Though the light is getting closer

Yet I'm still feeling so lonesome

As my silent world is turning ever gray

And though the darkness rages on I pray

For the sun to shine someday

Author's Note

If you didn't get this one, the doors are literal and figurative obstacles in acceptance of the ex-convict in the community.
First door: the literal prison door
Second door: loved ones
Third door: the rest of the world
Inspired by a newspaper article I read, about a songwriting competition for ex-convicts...

Reviews

[Natalie]

petty amazing work. You expressed the struggles of "him and her" very well and how they come together to get through their life. Loved the lyrics!

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

I love the duality of this stage on which is presented two points of reference blending perfectly~ sensate and thoughtful~ well done~very clever use of formatting~

[Coyote Poetry]

A very powerful poem. Ain't easy to start a new life. people have great struggle to begin a-new. The story was strong and you create a strong character and sad situation. A outstanding poem and story.
Coyote