The Prison

S,

I have traveled the highest Mountain with E

There is nothing but bars.

I have swum to the bottom of the River with M

More gates held me still

You and I have held hands and sung Kumbaya with the Father the Wolf and the holy ghost

But still, I feel the chill of the steel upon my back.

Your Roads lead nowhere

It is a masturbatory and meaningless trail

Evolution without sacrifice is impossible

Without Courage, Immoral.

I will not be bound

-K