Michael Jenkins


Morning wakes me, another new day
a chance for renewal, for another way to escape my fate.
My senses are heightened, my nerves steeled
awaiting the call of the men
securing my date.
The bandages hurt, but I don't cry
As the minutes pass I merely sigh
at the moment upcoming, it's not too long now
the sweat is increasing across my brow.

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