LIFE IN A CELL by Christopher Titus
In this niche so to call But a cell Not even an inch to throw Or play a ball We fall and rise In this hell of guilt In this...
WHO IS THE PRISONER
[caption id="attachment_3438" align="aligncenter" width="382"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Who Is The Prisoner][/caption]You never knew if I’m guilty Yet you visited my wall to spit fire And fed me at will Even when I...