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Hank Love
Poems
Oct 2021
The Island
It was sixty years ago
When they sent me to the Island
The warden said no one ever gets out alive
But I knew it was a lie
It was just a year later
When I got a funny feeling
The walls were caving in
And I wanted to be free again
I used to look out at the city
I loved to feel the wind blow through my hair
I swore I'd make it off the Island
And I'd be gone without a care
Made a raft out of raincoats
Made a few dummy heads
We left when the lights went out
And in the morning they thought that we were dead
We swore we'd make it off the island
We did what they said can't be done
We left that rock in the Ocean
We were free but we were on the run
Every night I think about my life
If things would have been different
If I only did my time
But I had different plans in mind
I used to look out at the city
I loved to feel the wind blow through my hair
I swore I'd make it off the Island
And I'd be gone without a care
We swore we'd make it off the island
We did what they said can't be done
We left that rock in the Ocean
We were free but we were on the run
Written by
Hank Love
27/M/Borger, Texas
(27/M/Borger, Texas)
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