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[aid] => mick
[title] => In Captivity
[time] => 2012-09-28 15:18:57
[hometext] => I can only imagine how a soldier or civilian being held captive truly feels!
[bodytext] => Through the crack I can see a flame burning on a wick In the distance I can hear a clock tick In this cool dark room where I have no choice to lay I can hear the sound of mice and strange people pray Not sure what day it might be Don’t know how long I have been in captivity Feeling so dirty like a tiny rat in this room As each day passes my thoughts bring me more gloom Oh lord please spare my soul Find a way to give me freedom guiding someone to release me from this dirty hole For what might seem like a day very little food and water is brought to me My body feels hunger many things my mind starts to see Blind folded prodded and poked until they make me scream My captors make me feel like this is a really bad dream Keeping my family in my mind hoping someone will locate this place and set me free Trying to maintain my strength as time withers by, this is a hard task for me Whoever is out there? whatever religion you are Please release me from captivity as it will not bring you far So here I am clock ticking and what sounds like my captors trying to pray Dear lord, why am I here I can’t hear you say I was only here doing a job where I had no other choice Now I will lie, in this dark cool room waiting for a message from God or a friendly voice Written by E. Wayne Searles on 28 Sept 2012. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 179 [topic] => 68 [informant] => waynster [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => fictional )
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