Outside these bars, the sky is dark <br />The rain, it still comes down <br />Of inside here I won't remark <br />You see I wear a frown <br />The dark of the sky, you can see it clear <br />It's the dark in here that we should fear <br />You see, they didn't know when they chained me here <br />That more than one would shed a tear <br />You see, I'm not in here all alone <br />This body I don't wholly own <br />I share it with these others who <br />Take their time when their time is due <br />There are the two who write in prose <br />As you can see, I'm one of those. <br />There are the two trapped in the mirror <br />Which one is which is never clear <br />There is the one, the man of Mars <br />We try to let him sleep <br />You see he only knows of war <br />But one key he does keep <br />There is the priest and theSilent One <br />Two of the three that know the Son <br />Of two I am only dimly aware <br />Known only to me by the keys that they bear <br />Of one I am not permitted to sing <br /> Suffice it to say<br /><br />Robert Lloyd Palmer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-sentence-for-nine/
