Prisoner Of My Own Chains


only I can’t get the damn things
to stay locked

my wrists keep falling free
where now I have to prop

my arms up on the wall and hang
the cuffs over top

while keeping my foot jammed
behind the cell door

due to the busted stocks
I know are broke because the bars

will swing open unprovoked
permitting my escape

so I’m arms outstretched
and reaching feet

to remain prisoner in this place

though I must admit the effort
it takes might be better spent

on grace