Monday 6 January 2014

The Prisoner

THE PRISONER


If you want to see the world,
go meet a girl.
Strong and pure, 
Like a hidden pearl. 

She always belongs to someone.
Playing roles more than one. 
A mother, wife, sister or child.
Now, a relentless victim
of intentions gone evil and wild.

Every night she lies awake,
Wondering how much more could she take.
Silently she bears and endures
praying for a final cure.

Hiding deep within her eyes.
Wicked truths and beautiful lies.
She wants no revenge for every tear.
Instead, looking there and here
for an end to her deep-rooted fear.




Maybe she could've ended it all.

And still be able to stand tall.
But enough's enough.
she has to now stay tough.

Within herself she wages battles and wars.
Can't you feel her pain and scars?
Listening to her silent cries,
why don't we realise?
Everyday she's born and again dies.

Why has innocence lost its age.
Why doesn't man control 
his madness and rage?
Please oh please!!
Set the prisoner free . . .
From her invisible cage.