They wound my legs <br />and ask: <br />why are you lagging behind? <br />They keep me in old chains <br />that wound my body <br />and say, <br />this is the fate. <br /> <br />My mind, snail-like, creeps into a crime's crack. <br />how can they then incarcerate me! <br />Amazing! <br />Always.<br /><br />p a noushad<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/enormity/
