Imprisonment
In prison, waiting for release
Awaiting the sentence to come
The nightmare that will not cease
The endless beating of a drum
The day of judgement, time to tell
The scaffold prepared, all ready now
It is like bewitched by wicked spell
Before the breaking of the bough
I cry: Is there in Gilead, no balm?
I see the wooden block in place
Outside, there is a deadly calm
Awaiting ending of this race
Iron bars do not a prison make
But fear still says: awake, awake!
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