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Locked Away
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Locked Away |
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Krystopher Morris Member
since 2002-11-11
Posts 130Ancient land called Chivalry |
Locked Away By: Krystopher Morris Locked inside no where to hide Lost all chances of a free ride Behind these walls we cry at night Knowing what we did was not right We miss our friends family, loved ones, and life Some of us shouldn't have picked up that knife Made a mistake, picked up a gun Now we're serving, because we tried to run Serving this time loaded with grief Wishing for the ocean and diving on the reef In a concrete playground we spend our time Like a merry-go-round Can't control our own lives Poetry is love and love is life. [This message has been edited by Krystopher Morris (12-07-2002 10:33 AM).] |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Deeply distraught images in this work...but to know that someone does control our life...and we steer. Prayers to you. ThisDiamond |
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regards2you Member Elite
since 2002-10-01
Posts 3940California |
This is touching and I think you probably captured a little of what it is like. I was in touch with a woman in prison for murdering her husband and his lover (there go I but by the grace of God)... she found God and Christ and has the ability of counseling ~me~....amazing how one's life can turn around, no matter where they are. Thanks for this reminder of how one horrific raging mistake can lead a lifetime of hellish conditions. Never know if poems are personal experiences so will just say God be with you.... Hugs, Pat ..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.. |
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Krystopher Morris Member
since 2002-11-11
Posts 130Ancient land called Chivalry |
Thank you both for replying to this poem. Its not a personal experience. I was thinking of how much I felt hurt when my uncle was sent to jail, and then I started to think of a friend and how much she misses her uncle as well. He made a mistake but not one big enough to put him away for life. I don't know when we will have a chance to say "Hi" to him again but some day we will. Poetry is love and love is life. |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big hugggsssssss) Oh Krystopher, I know just how you feel, whenever someone goes to jail, unless that person is wrongfully accused, I don't have the most sympathy to the person behind bars, but their families is who I sympathize for and the shame they have to endure! (sad sigh) This is heartfelt, sweet friend, God Bless You, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Krystopher, thnak you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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