To The Rope That Binds..

• LazerLordz

  2 Nov 05, 11:00

  To The Rope That Binds..
  
  Sometimes I just
  Want to break out of this jail
  That shackles me.
  This yellowed cell
  Of uncertainty
  Where the warden holds the cards
  And the chief
  The ace
  Of hearts.
  A bell tolls
  A man falls
  To the rope
  And do you and I
  Know?
  What lies beyond that 6 feet
  Of Italian fabric
  Is it God?
  
  A mother laments
  To the weeds
  So that her son
  May be resurrected in the waste land
  Of her youthful Elysium
  Where the grey exists
  As sovereign.
• WiNtEr'SkiLL

  2 Nov 05, 11:00

  nice
• DriftingGuy

  2 Nov 05, 11:01

  
  nice!
• DeadPoet

  3 Dec 05, 23:45

  Nice poem especially the last strophe. Just not too sure about something, who is the “I” in the poem?
• LazerLordz

  6 Dec 05, 20:48

  Originally posted by DeadPoet:

  Nice poem especially the last strophe. Just not too sure about something, who is the “I” in the poem?

  Could be a man on death row or a rhetorical me who's searching inside for answers to destinies dead and long gone.