The sun setting
children shouting beneath the window
games in cold weather
When the sky closes in
the one left defenceless
tries not to show fear
or to laugh
Prisoner
Bend down
wave you hand
let the raven gnaw
at your soft palm
Fear neither wind nor stone
every wound is a splinter of flame
when you look darkness in the face
Freedom
blood flowing
between day and night
Gladness
seeking you out
your whole life through
Gladness
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