Who Has Put Me In Prison? - Poem by Kong Yin
Languidly, he strolls the streets -
swarming people, swarming cars
noises bump against him.
Finally, a stone bench
but two lovers beat him to it.
Aimlessly, he continues to stroll the streets.
Reflected on packed skyscrapers
maple leaves turn red in the distance.
He wonders what’s happening over there,
what the autumn leaves smell like or
what it feels like to amble the fields and whistle.
But the crowded streets imprison him.
endless sensational news
spinning, swaying around him.
Shaking his soundless shackles
pounding his gateless iron walls
Who has put me in prison?
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