guilt of the innocent

This poem is one that I wrote to help me get over a wrong done to me.

Enticing glimmers of sunlight

Keeps me from giving up my fight

As i sit within these stone walls and bars.

 

There is no justice for the innocent

For there is only solitude and punishment

My only true friends are the moon and the stars,

 

As a fixture in this prison of life

I am treated as a despicable lowlife

Serving time for a crime i didn't commit.

 

For no commandment did i break

Yet my freedom, they did take.

Its another case of the guilt of the innocent.