The dog collar is tight as is the circle
Screams and pleas abound no direction
Sweat fall blood drips smiles are hidden
Where are you? Footsteps echo in the dark
Humid whispers rein down weigh heavy
Giggles and laughter spice the air
A new nudity finds fascination
Where are you? An old man shrugs
The feeding is not over hunger pursues
A skeletal man with a swollen belly
To many of these portraits to count
Where are you? A lonely mother cries
Rusty beams line the hall strength weakened
The concrete floor is pitted showing age
Cracks like wrinkles show time escaped
Old ways crumble to new ideas
Where are you? The sun is shining
Holes in old roof can’t conceal
Rays drop liquid warmth and hope
the threads can weave a blanket
Where are you? A smile is making
Squinted eyes fear of change linger
The grip of desire is strong but fading
Perseverance tackles the old man
Where are you? the room is empty
Strength rises nudity clothed wounds mended
Alone the solitude is strong
The winds of change have filled the room with sweet air
Where are you?
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