Am I A Prisoner? Poem by Babalola Augustine Adeola

Am I A Prisoner?



Always been locked up,
in cells and walls.
Made from so many things.
The one i built and that by my brothers.
Both public and private.
Imprisoned by known and unknown.

The wall i built in my heart,
prisoner of myself.
And the policy of the man at the wheel.
Like me so you are.

Thursday, July 25, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: brothers
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