Trapped

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Wonderful World

In my chest, I feel a heavy stone

My lungs will burst

Under its weight.

Help my son

earnestly I

request --

He has been hi-jacked

Away

From my love.

In isolation brought

Locked.

His doors are sealed

My visits blocked

I am choked.

Time to time threatened

By weird jerks, reasons unknown...

Unable to think

Heart tangled into a knot

Pray to you, "O' God save my child

From this quagmire

And crafty manipulations

Of the unholy aliens who I know not."

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