There’s a world that exists
that people hear of but don’t see of
It’s a world within a world
with no emotion-
then it can’t be broken

When you breathe in the air
some fall with despair
for they realize where they are
knowing now you’re in its grasp

With its own laws whether outdoors or indoors
it changes the way you think
it lets you dream if it lets you sleep
when you look out your window
you know there’s know-where to go
you just see walls that reach for your thoughts
through bars of iron that want you crying

But you don’t let it in
you close your mind and think of the time
when it opens its jaws if its hasn’t ignored
the time you’ve done -
you’re free to run.

D.S Barnard
Yatala Labour Prison
Northfield, SA 5085
AUSTRAL ]]> http://gabrielcity.com/poetry-and-spoken-word/world-within-a-world-by-d-s-bernard.html/feed 0 http://gabrielcity.com/poetry-and-spoken-word/the-world-of-the-forgotten-2.html http://gabrielcity.com/poetry-and-spoken-word/the-world-of-the-forgotten-2.html#comments Fri, 13 Nov 2009 18:50:48 +0000 hcdmedia http://gabrielcity.com/?p=2117 My house is one of heartache
A place of steel and stone
A barren cell, a home in hell
And here I stand, alone
And when I rage and pace my cage
That no man wants to own
My body aches with frozen stakes
That chill me to the bone
I hear them sling their giant keys
And crank the iron locks
The scrape of feet upon concrete
The guards patrol the blocks
Convicts’ knives take human lives
No jungle holds more danger
And each new day that comes my way
Each man remains a stranger
I watch my back ’cause there’s a lack
Of men who can be trusted
And through the haze there comes a rage
Toward the rat that got me busted.
They came today and took away
The man that lived next door
To end his strife, he took his life
He couldn’t take no more.
It’s quiet here upon the tier
Since Death has claimed a brother
Now each of us are wondering:
Who might be another?

by BRIAN JOHNSEN, #300907, 1115 H. St. Modesto, CA 95354