IN THE PRISON

A poem

IN THE PRISON

 

In the prison I stand

Looking out at prisoners in the cells

They enjoy boredom

Not knowing that a prison is boring

 

In the prison I stand

Hating my imprisonment

Wondering how they live

Not knowing that this is a prison

 

In the prison I stand

Asking the jailor about the crime

That brought me here

Not knowing that he is answerless.

 

In the prison I stand

Tired of ennui which they celebrate

As if it is a festival of harvest

Not knowing that they are decaying

 

In the prison I stand

Longing for a jail-mate

Who can recognize the prison he is in

Not knowing that all are lovers of shackles.

 

In the prison I stand

Knowing that prisons are not

Made only for criminals and mad

Not knowing it is for the sanest of all too.

In the prison

I read sing and sleep

I dream create and meditate

Knowing all these are in vain…

 

In the prison

I learn to forget the walls..

To usher in the so called happiness

Knowing that I am lying to my self.

 

In the prison

I am given daily lessons

On how to suppress my imprisonment

Knowing always that it is impossible.

 

In the prison I split myself into two

One me, is in prison, denied of freedom.

Above it a me who learned to neglect

The truth that I am a prisoner.

 

 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Being a prisoner is possible in the so-call free world. I work for a large company. They told the workers change or be fired. No money and food or obey the system. Ain't fair is it? I like the feel of this poem. A prison can be many things. I like the poem and the story. Too many prisons are being allow to be built. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[Angel Veselinov]

Everybody chooses to be or not to be :) I guess that is the answer :)

[Ed Hart]

we are not all prisoners...some of us gain our freedom by beginning to unlearn

[the_stoic]

everyone is a prisoner .. we are caught up on this earth and just can't escape .. the prisoners are a step ahead .. loved this write .. the pain , anguish , suffering and the inability of a prisoner to find any positivity out of his life has been portrayed brilliantly !

[deeps]

In the prison
I learn to forget the walls..
To usher in the so called happiness
Knowing that I am lying to my self.

I LOVE this stanza here.
This is one amazing write.
I like this full of emotion.