Once the sun shined very bright
The earth was filled with beauty and life
In the naigborhoods where we know each others name
And all the laughter and the children gamesIt was just like a magical fantasy
A magical place where we are not ashamed of who we are to be
I would always see a smile while crowds of people passed
I treasure the moments until I relize it will never lastThe sun faded gray and th earth is shallow and dead
Naigbors turned on eachother and some where discarded
Now all you see in the crowd is stress and dispar
Some people broke out in complete madness but , I just stood thereAs people broke out in a war against brother and sister
I was captured and a dictator held me one of his prisoner
I was held in a room with two another people who've been here longer than me
We are concealed in a room made out of nightmares that I thought of it to beWe are cuffed to the wall by heavy metal chains
There is a bard window so we can never be able to escape
The dictator uses us for his own purpose
To do child labor and we can never experience a slight of freedomSometime looking out the barb window and i see a bird soar in the open sky
I wonder why can't I grow wings so, I can open a beauty and away I fly
But, I cant so, all I can do is dispise them for making me feel more trapped
Sometimes I wish I can change right now to get the happiness from the pastHeld prisoner is what I am programed to be
I must obey orders the dictator commands me
I can't handle this prison anymore
Because My prison is my own home
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Prisoner
PoetryA short poem through the eyes of how it is like to have happiness and end up changing into sadness.