Member Poem

HE WAKES EVERY MORNING 
TO A KEY IN A LOCK.... 
 REALITY COMES BACKS FOR 
IT'S HIS CELL BLOCK... 
 LOCKED IN A ROOM WITH NO 
LIGHT..LOCKED IN DARKNESS 
 OUT OF SIGHT..MISTAKES THAT 
HE MADE THAT BROUGHT HIM 
 HERE...NEVER GOING HOME 
WAS HIS WORST FEAR... 
 THE PAIN HE PUT OTHERS 
THROUGH..BEING PUNISHED 
 EVERY DAY FOR WHAT HE THOUGHT 
HE HAD TO DO...LOOKING THROUGH 
 HIS METAL BARS, LEAVING 
INNOCENT PEOPLE WITH LIFE 
 LONG SCARS... 
A CELL BLOCK IS WHERE HE NOW 
 LIVES..PUNISHMENT IS WHAT 
THEY GIVE...EVERY MORNING THE 
 SAME ROUTINE, WAKEN BY KEYS 
ON HIS METAL BARS AS THEY SING.. 
 SCREAMING AND SHOUTING FROM 
ALL THE CELLS AROUND.... 
 THIS MAN'S SANITY WILL NEVER 
BE FOUND.... 
 SO THERE HE REMAINS FOR THE 
BAD THAT HE'S DONE.... 
 HIS DAY OF DEATH IS SOON 
TO COME.... 
 HE FEELS NO SADNESS, HE FEELS 
NO PAIN, HE HEARS THE NOISES, 
 HE SMELLS THE BLOOD STAINS.. 
THEY FINELY PUT HIM IN 
 THE CHAIR OF REST... 
STRAPS ACROSS HIS HEAD 
 AND CHEST..THEY WET THE SPONGE 
THEY PUT IT ON HIS HEAD.... 
 THEY PULLED THE LEVER 
HE TO NOW IS DEAD....