Lockdown Poem by Harold R Hunt Sr

Lockdown



Lockdown
It's on to the floor and out the door.
In the hall and to the wall.
Over the wall to the fence.
Over the fence, we go. Freedom not far away.
We hear the horn blow to enable them to know a jail break is on.
It's back go to our cells.
Lock down it shall be.

Wednesday, October 22, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom
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