Thursday, October 01, 2009

Psalm 151, The Prisoners' Psalm

I am not happy.
I am full of regrets.
There is no light at the end of the tunnel
In this place full of darkness.
This is a lonely and tedious place to be
And I am anxious.
We are annoyed at ourselves, we feel guilt and remorse.
God, where have you been all my life?
We miss our loved ones, family life.
We miss the freedom to enjoy ourselves with our families.
The world has moved on
And we’re forgotten in here.

We want to be rehabilitated.
We want to break the chains of institutionalisation
But we are scared –
Of the outside, of confrontation, of being looked down on.
It can be comfy in here
And at least we are equals in here.

But we hope for a better future,
Of being released and of being better people.
The hope of a new life, making the most of the time we have.
We want to replace the negatives with positives
With the help of God.

Please forgive me for my sins
And look after my loved ones.
God, please look after me.

That was then, and this is now.

5 comments:

CherryPie said...

That is a really inspirational poem and very wise.

Unknown said...

Amen.

Rose said...

This is amazing, Liz. I think you should publish it, and not just in this particular prison. This is a very inspiring piece.

Anne in Oxfordshire said...

Did you write this Liz ? very inspirational.

jmb said...

Fantastic Liz and I did read the post below, and the one below that!
That evening must have given you a real high. Sometimes there is a moment in time which makes up for all the rest!