Imprisoned Poem by Octavius Johnson

I am imprisoned
Imprisoned and chained down by lies and deviousness
Jailed by a coward's sense to please others
Locked down in my drunken escape from reality

Let me out! I scream as I relock the bars.
Relocked by perceived change but actual repetitive behavior.
I'm innocent! I yell with my own closed heart and mind.

I am imprisoned.
Imprisoned because of hate and unforgiveness.
Let go and forgive those that hurt me.
Hurt me, wronged me! Why have I hurt me so!

Can I be free? Can I live free? Will I be freed? !
Do I deserve it? Have I earned it? Will I make it? !
Yes, but not by my hand. Not with my blood!
I am free and out of debt, eyes open and days bright.

I am imprisoned.
I was jailed and unforgiven by the world.
Yet, by nail through flesh! Lifted on the cross! Blood and water!
The Way, The Truth and The Life paid my debt. None overdue!

I am imprisoned.
Prisoner of Love, grace and mercy til my Word comes carry me home.
All slates are cleaned! Love has set me free.


Octavius A. Johnson