PRISONER

​Fifty years back, I shot a man. 
Crime prisoned me to the bars.
Standing behind them
all I gather
is a child 
who then was brought in here.
– No idea of the laws of the world
   Neither about people making them.

“Filled in with guilt?”
“No. Else to be true…no idea!”

This child in here fears,
if the world outside
will be the same to him.
A small kid
had left then;
now
returning as an old man…

“Life Imprisonment
– This is a truth.
As all it imprisons is your life
Not you.”

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