In Between The Bars
Voices shouting, bars thumping
With all the people in
Words that fire that used to be admired
Sacrificing its own kin
When in debt, they used to sweat
But it doesn’t change a thing
When in returen,there is nothing at all
OUCH that really stings
No escape should be planned
As all your mates should be banned
So maybe next time just
Stick inside
Lindsay Low
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 08/29/2020
Poet's note: This poem means that the people in jail must deal with how they are in it and how they should think of their actions and the consequences.
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