Snuck between the bars at last
Holder's faces all agast
Thoughts of future, brightened gloom.
Failures stalk back to their doom
Slip between the steel-wrought veil
Holders, demons, on my trail.
Panic reigns,  instinct rides
Deep inside the hope resides.
Sneak away and lose them quick
Willow's weeping hides me thick
Blamed for treason, ****** hands
Yet Guilty sleeps and Innocent stands
A swell of joy and I am gone.
But freedom's cradle rocks till dawn.