2011 - Day 143

Agonizing injury
Back of splintered wood,
Chains rust through the ankle
Never given food.
How much can one take
Before they give away,
The deepest darkest secrets
Ones that break the day?
Do it for your family
Tell them what you know,
Or remove the gilded lingua
Can speak to them no more.
Live for others,
Play your role,
Die for others
Expensive toll.
Bear the pain,
Meditation,
Fare the blame,
For your nation.