House Arrest Poem by James McLain

It is how now how that you live self inflicted.
Having committed no crime,
Now you know how once that I lived many, many
Year's ago in the past.

Her sole purpose to find a way to force me to
Live alone in a box,
At the mercy of those who made a living off of
The pain they inflicted trying to be the captain of
All like me who had soul's.

This way that you live and who you are now ordered
By others that you do not know or trust.
There are thousands of them you don't think about
Suffering like you but for year's without end.
If you have adhered to the rules now laid out could
You live like this it's called house arrest.