Empty Cell Poem by Amal Hassan

Empty Cell



An empty cell is where he sits
All alone with no chance of being freed
He has to serve his time and until it runs
Out, this inferno will be his home.

Many men have died behind these walls
The 'forgotten ones' we call them
Because no one in society remembers
Their passing on.

Many young lives go wasted behind these
Escape proof walls. They're stuck in what seems
Like a never ending hell, they're days are spend
Numb, as they sit in solitary isolation.

Just because they have been kicked out of
Society it doesn't mean that their not human
Anymore. They feel pain just like we do, they
Cry tears filled with dew and even they are
In search for the one. So, you can see we are
Not that different after all.

People make mistakes, some worse than others
But, who are we to judge. Leave the judging to
God above. A sin is a sin, one is not greater than
Another one. Surely we can afford to wake up and recognise
People as people and not just mere statistics on a list.

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