Incarceration
To never see a starry sky
feel wind or rain upon one's skin,
hear birdsong or a seagull's cry
or watch the blessed day begin,
perhaps it isn't obvious
to those who lead a normal life
how loss of freedom lessens us
and leads to inner stress and strife.
To yearn to hear a human voice
or know a touch upon one's face,
to meet with company of choice
or feel another's fond embrace,
such things as make one feel alive
and often taken as a right
are, for some, unreachable,
and turn our days to darkest night.
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