Time And Again Poem by Al J. Cuesta

The subtle evil chatter echoing at night

Does not let me a yardbird rest at ease

The iron curtains of my life

Separates you from us and me

The black stripes stripped me of my wife

The white ones remind me that i'm not to be

Not to be allowed to walk merrily upon the street

Not to be allowed to buy some food and eat

Not to be allowed to lay in my own bed and sleep



For I did something that hurt someone…

N' disobeyed what laymen call authority

N' disobeyed rule number one written on the stone

N' disobeyed societies grip on my own

Compromisin' my own meliority

For that I stand here now wearing the shackles of defeat

Cement walls n' cement floors conform to be the end of my retreat

After running my desolate desire dry

After stoping once too look up at the sky

I find myself at the bitter end

The blind alley 

The valley of death

Where women and men

Rid themselves of life

To serve the sentence of time and again