A Prison Paradise

A prison paradise of planes,
Sulfur-spewing cones, foreboding drains,
Deadly dysentery, parasites,
Sad, tortured days and sleepless nights!

Protect the children for awhile, until
They come of age, then watch them gag and spill
And writhe in vile contempt before their death—
Blood-flooded lungs gasping for breath!

O fallen ones, I bid you fond farewell,
And where the journey ends no one can tell,
But blindly guess between two vast extremes—
A desert and a tundra of dead dreams!

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