Lock And Key
They are bound together
By the fibers of my tears
Can't you see the pain etched in it?
Don't you hear
The sorrowful clank
Of metal against metal…..
It sounds like the clashing of swords
By two gallant knights
Braving another day of battle….
Or maybe it sounds like a prisoners chain
As he walks past his empty cell
And onto the gallows,
Dying for his beliefs….
Then again, it might sound like the pounding of bronze
To make a sword
That Is destined to take somebodies life…..
But maybe it just sounds like a lock turning a key
poem by Faith Franklin
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