"Pasoga Roma"
TIME AND SPACE
CORDONED OFF
LIKE A
PRISON CAMP
SURVIVORS STAND
HOLLOW FACED
AND RIGID
PRAYING FOR
AN END
BUT FEAR
THEIR PRAYERS
FALL ON
DEAF EARS
AND COLD HEARTS...
THERE IS NO
RIGHT TO DIE
NO RIGHT
TO LIVE
EXCEPT WITHIN
THE CONFINES
OF THE CAMP
WHERE MISERY
DICTATES
EACH DAY
AND LONELY NIGHT...
TIME AND SPACE
WHERE SKELETONS
OF DREAMS
ARE ALL
THAT REMAIN
OF YOUTH
NOW LEFT
TO THE WINDS
OF TIME...
Bobby Jameson Sep 2 2011
