Death Roww

Death Roww

A Poem by G. Anderson

My Sentencing has come....


I find myself walking down this path again.
Pursuing the pursuers.
Hearing the deaf.
Seeing the blind.

All these people, locked away, confined to cells.
Love has incapacitated them.
They're afraid to wander away.
Afraid to take risks.

They're all doomed to solitude, loneliness beyond hurt.
Just because of a person or two,
who hurt them without guilt.
And I'm amongst them.

I'm in quarantine, immersed in my fear and denial.
I am no longer the pursuer.
I hear the heart beat no more.
I see the love is going ignored and locked away.

And only I have the key.

I curl into a corner, light seeping through the bars.
The guards, they taunt me,
with open hands and 
smiling teeth.

And I don't trust them at all.

I'll be forever trapped in here,
on tragedy's secretive list,
waiting to be marked off
to join my heart in fate.

I'm on Death Roww.
Maybe I'm last in line,
maybe I'm next-
who knows?

So don't try to climb over my wall,
don't try to crack my shell
of protectiveness...
Walk away,
and leave me alone,
until my judgement day.


© 2010 G. Anderson

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G. Anderson

Detroit, MI

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