You might think you have
absolute power over me...
by slamming the gate in my face,
you only confine me
to limited living space
You might think you have
absolute power over me...
Your dirty looks wash over me
and confirm my observation
of your insecurities
You might think you have
absolute power over me...
by controlling my freedom to speak-
I have realised
in this place words is a waste of time
You might think you have
power over me
by robbing me of my dignity when you
touch me for security reasons-
It only makes me realise this
physical body is
only a small part of my being
You may think you have
power over me
When you force me to attend workshops
to talk about my crime
The truth is -
although freedom of space, movement and speech
might be limited,
my every thought is free
and therefore
You have NO power over me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love the fact that you know whatever happens outside to the physical body, inside the mind id free because they cannot touch or confine your thoughts and therefore you are free and always will be free. The fact that this poem was written while you were confined adds to its impact and value as a true expression of real feeling.