Poems from the Pen

CAGED

Horror and pain

of my life

rides the winds of
my sleeping mind

Shivering awake

I stare and wonder

looking out at the prison yard

amidst the razor-wire fence
How can

this unconscionable evil be

How long will

this injustice and wanton

sacrifice of human life

go unanswered and unrevenged And how long will

the thunder clouds

of my soul

hold back the

volcanic eruption of my anger

Which sunrise

will bring my rescue

And evaporate this

ugly nightmare from me

Just another surviving night

awakening to the sickening smell

of my painful unhappiness

Tormented and burning

wishing

hoping

trusting

for the wings of justice

to flutter free

the horrible

wrongs done to me


by La Cin Achim, 49983 P.O. Box 3300, Goodyear, AZ 85338

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