Why does many a prisoner prefer his chains to freedom? Familiarity, that's all..




Cold facts

 

 

I have slept for 18 years
on a pallet  of bristly spikes
of chafing camel hair
hands and feet tied
by crippling debts

 

I woke up this morning
hands free
feet delivered

and
would you believe
freezing more
since for years
my only cover against
the cold winds of life
were the shackles
I wore to bed

 





Poetry by Teddy Donobauer
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Written on 2010-12-23 at 05:56

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NicholasG
There is a scene in the film, Shashank Redemption, where an old man who has been in prison for many, many years is released...and finds himself totally lost in the world. I think this poem describes that desolation of being lost without bonds equally well or better.
Thank you Teddy and merry Christmas.
2010-12-23