Lock me up and hide the key
Toss me crumbs beneath the door
Take away my dignity
All the hopes I'm living for
I was branded from my youth
Nothing short of morning trash
Life will never breathe the truth
Time will never bring it back
In this cell I spend my time
Casting shadows on the wall
Painting memory out of rhyme
Another victim from the fall
I write my feelings in the sky
But the birds will never sing
The feelings fly away so high
Until they never mean a thing
I can't repay the price, so true
For what I'm wishing from a cell
Upon a star that fades from view
And coins I've tossed into a well
Michael 1/10/2024
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I would like to translate this poem