Dorothy (Alves) Holmes
The Trap - Poem by Dorothy (Alves) Holmes
Men clutching bars
Locked away in darkness
Their minds automatic calendars.
We have mixed emotions...
Our minds are crowded with emotions.
I look back no more to those grey walls
But its sounds echo - echo
My heart has ears
My eyes shed tears!
Written after doing poetry workshop with inmates at the Md. Penn. in Baltimore, Maryland...198....
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