Poem – Prisoner

I the prisoner.

All I’ve known is the yellow glow

Electric luminescence

Boards that crack and floor that creeks

Pain a constant presence

My cold damp cell

My living hell

No words express

I know none

My broken legs

The taste of eggs

A smiles just

An empty reaction

If I remembered someone

Other than my father grandfather

If there was another man alive in the

World I’d beg for salvation

I can’t stand living

But for some reason I refuse to die

I wax and wane a battered flame

Bereft by wind but still alive

But still alive no one’s coming

But still alive no one’s coming to save me

I’m big enough to wear chains

Despite the agony I grow

Al Du Ai

Near black grey and sulpter

Above the water

Circling carrion birds do cry

Ocean black in its depth

Carases the neck

The cliff face of al du ai

Here no waves crash

The only splash

The dip of the birds into sea

To pick at the body

Dressed in robes so gaudy

The man who sought to be me

I am the king of al du ai

And at my noble behest

The imposter wwas thrown from our mighty shore

People’ve been thrown for less