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Oct 2020
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 β€˜tis cast

the heartbeat rhythm that now struggles to beat

The silence continues until the inevitable defeat
Inspired by Psalms 32:3-5
Written by
JDL  30/M
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