Chains

These chains
That bound me

Where nothing
not even a breath
comes free

Yet dreams
come and go
cloud free

And comes down
rain...disguised
as pain

No one writes a letter
to anyone
anymore

No one procalmates
profoundly
anymore or less

I listen as a poet laments
whose words
web out my life

I listen and weep
for this man
for this msnkind

poem by Midnights Voice
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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