Lock Down

Disclosure: These poems are based on observations by the poet. 

Lock Down

Pod Shake Down, searching for contraband

What contraband, a pillow

A pillow to lay your head on at night

The crime, making a pillow, sounds bizarre

The punishment, 5 days lock down in your cell

Locked in the cage for 23 hours a day

Five days for a pillow

Which all of us take for granted

But inside, nothing is taken for granted…

By

Patrick R. Saunders, 12.10.2010