"My Warden"

[njdevilsfan(Bob)]

Here is a poem I wrote in "Think be do" that alot of you should recognize. I will try to write some new stuff soon.

 

Looking out at freedom
through bars that I hate so
how I yearn to escape
but how I do not know

They don't allow a soul
to visit me at all
to the press I can't talk
not even one phone call

What did I ever do
I do not deserve this
the freedom of out there
is what I surely miss

In madness I now scream
discomfort makes me cry
can't get thier attention
although I try and try

Here comes my captive gaurd
this might be my last chance
to get my dear old mom
to change my soiled pants

[Julia A Knaake]

well that sweet baby will be free

once he starts crawling, babbling and walking

then he will hear the guard say "no and don't"

thank you...njdevilsfan

[Daddieo]

You had me going for a second there...reading along and trying to figure out just what kind of bad ass convict can't even have visitors or a phone call.

I like it...you had me going one way and pulled the rug out.  Sweet!