A Glimpse of Remorse

It was dark

And I was alone,

Think and repent they said,

Who do they think they are

Demanding,

A trait devoid of understanding.

Have they ever been shut away

Like this before

with no Windows?

I thought not.

I haven’t until now,

I’ve known people who have,

And how.

Anyway I found nothing,

Inside myself, nothing.

Only a thought

And a question.

Why does persecution

Fall on the wrong people?

The thought was about my mum.

See I’m no harm to anyone.

Tell the truth or live

It doesn’t matter

I’m lost you see,

Shut the door

Throw away the key.