Mandella And His Guard Poem by David McLansky
Mandella And His Guard
Prisoner and Guard,
Entombed we walk the yard
In our prison clothes
Oh the life that we have chose.
Neither one at liberty,
Neither one of us is free;
One punished for his 'heinous' crime;
The other paid to waste his time.
Years pass and we gray with age,
We live our lives in this stone cage;
I killed so we'd be all set free;
My shadow follows chained to me!
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