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Prisoners
In the stillness of their minds
they cry out...beating the silent walls,
Saying,
"I'm not an animal!!
I'm not an animal!!"
But they dare not speak out in a place
where grown men cry like little boys
when grown men are used like play toys
while their pillows are forever soiled
in this destiny...
All they see is eternity
"Everyday in this hole of a hell,
O Lord I pray my prayers prevail
before my strength fail
in this cell"
In the stillness of their minds
their hearts beat softly
"I'm not an animal though
I'm treated worst...
At least a stray dog is free
but the sound of these chains
keep undermining me
I'm not an animal!!!
Let me out I say...!"
And that's just the first few minutes
of the day
copyrights 2008
Robert Anthony James
they cry out...beating the silent walls,
Saying,
"I'm not an animal!!
I'm not an animal!!"
But they dare not speak out in a place
where grown men cry like little boys
when grown men are used like play toys
while their pillows are forever soiled
in this destiny...
All they see is eternity
"Everyday in this hole of a hell,
O Lord I pray my prayers prevail
before my strength fail
in this cell"
In the stillness of their minds
their hearts beat softly
"I'm not an animal though
I'm treated worst...
At least a stray dog is free
but the sound of these chains
keep undermining me
I'm not an animal!!!
Let me out I say...!"
And that's just the first few minutes
of the day
copyrights 2008
Robert Anthony James
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