Awaiting trial
Adookorn Auaduma@auadumaadookorn150359
1 day ago
I was led to a skeletal
cottage dumb-tongue
A warder search me to the fibre
extract the emergency wad
buried in my anus
we are batting moved;
a skeleton chirp and smile
beckon on me
I ignored the chartless
till passage of days
unveil as weird living pall his identity
King with us were loaded
in the hungry cage
where the living dead dally all days
feed on unsustainable scrums,
squat still in our post
not to move or we are moved
deprived of air
we stand, sit and sleep
buy affliction,
porter sewage of rotten crumbs
to prance and prowl the outside,
a liberty kept in isolation
for porters of faeces!
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