Dec. 27, 2011

Hope

by Reggie West (author's profile)

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[drawing of a cross with something leafy twirled around it.]

Hope

Doom and despair, agony and loneliness
they were my days, and my companions
for years.
Rage consumed my soul. My mind
screamed for a way to be
heard.
Long days locked in a box, the
stigma of a convicted murder
the case false, but conviction so true.
No one cared what I had to say. The
courts turned a cold shoulder.
I almost fell into the void of no return
Hope, a word or just a thought!
No, it is a way of life for me, a
chance for justice again in my life.
Between the Bars, who, what, where,
a light at the end of that dark tunnel.
My life started to change
You gave me a voice to be heard
I have cast off the shackles of the walking dead
I have a voice again
People are listening now
I am a person again, with a story to be told
I write and cast off the clouds of darkness
I am alive again through my published words
To write heals my soul, patches my torn spirit,
Justice my again be within my grasp.

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