A midnight mutter, that indistinguishable sound
Garbled echos of prisoners bound
muffled cries held by chains of denial
Their mere presence that doth defile
To the extent of their chains, abruptly they stop
With nowhere to go, inevitably they drop
Without a sound upon the warden’s chest
Without weight, downward they press
Pressure builds, the constriction holds fast
Like shadow puppets upon the wall ‘tis cast
the heartbeat rhythm that now struggles to beat
The silence continues until the inevitable defeat
Oct 19, 2020
Oct 19, 2020 at 11:50 AM UTC
A midnight mutter, that indistinguishable sound
Garbled echos of prisoners bound
muffled cries held by chains of denial
Their mere presence that doth defile
To the extent of their chains, abruptly they stop
With nowhere to go, inevitably they drop
Without a sound upon the warden’s chest
Without weight, downward they press
Pressure builds, the constriction holds fast
Like shadow puppets upon the wall ‘tis cast
the heartbeat rhythm that now struggles to beat
The silence continues until the inevitable defeat
Inspired by Psalms 32:3-5