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Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Conscience by Harrison Chiu

Conscience
By: Harrison Chiu

Behind the iron bars set into stone wall,
There sits a stony faced prisoner,
Left in a six by eight cell,
Contemplating his sentence
And perhaps his sin
Who put him in the cell?
If he did wrong
And why did they?
Rather, if he thinks he did wrong
What did he do again?
In the lines of his face
Can they see guilt?

Behind the flashing lights and blaring sirens
There sits a weary policeman
Left a broken, almost-widower
Manning as many shifts as he can
To stop the nightmares
Does he see the people he arrested?
About his wife’s arrest
What about their children?
Shackles not filling empty lives
In the lines of his face

Can they see guilt?

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