While Judges Sneer
The man in solitary sits alone
Upon a blue mat not his own.
He pleads for justice and begs for peace,
But authorities there shout, “Stop fool, cease!”
He prays for many, his beard grows long,
He’s locked away where he doesn’t belong!
Denied of comfort, he struggles for hope.
This brave young soul cries, “Loosen this rope!”
As judges sneer, the people shout,
“Good God Judge, let him out!”
By Wendy Welk
