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Away in a cell miles from his home.
A boy the turns to a man.
He hangs his head knowing the charge
surviving the best that he can.

He never had thought hed be in this place. 
He should have thought thought this all through.
Now all alone with nobody there hes wondering what he must do.

The door opens up and in comes a tray. 
Some slop and a piece of bread.
He chows it down and back to his bunk.
At least they can say that hes fed.

His future is grim as he looks at the walls
Theres so much that he could have done.
He closes his eyes missing the day
when he was somebodys Son.
char 2020