Behind Bars Poem by Onome Akpotayobor

It was my first time behind bars.
The days are unusually long, plus
I am being gutted by a force i don't know.
Surely this is sorcery for I have don't
Know me anymore, too much has been taken away
If anything I am more dangerous because
I have become more desperate.
The time has corrected nothing.

In here trembling is dead, it's no good when
You are surrounded by beast of all kinds,
it's not a great picture.
The bars however stop them from running wild,
But unknown to most the worst of these lots run
Free. If you think this ecology is a terrible one
I urge you to look again