Today, the Gods made me bleed again
 They chained my feet, so tight,
 I could barely move
 I bleed through my socks,
 last month was my left ankle,
 today it was the right
 When I wash,
 the soap burns like fire
 but I have to keep my ankles clean
 because I don't have any alcohol,
 or broxide
 nothing to kill a bacteria or infections
 and this place is filthy
 I can't remember what it's like
 to walk as a human being anymore
 my cell is so small
 that I can only take two steps
 any time when I'm brought out,
 I walk briefly or infrequently,
 I have chains on my hands and feet
 as well as guards hanging on me
 And well over sixteen years since I have barely walked anywhere
 sometimes I still can't read my mind about now
 I'm working on my seventeenth year now,
 There were times when I thought,
 "surely, someone's gonna put a stop to this.
 Surely someone is going to do something"
 But they never do
 Time just rolls on
 It's insanity
 I'm truly amazed of what they've gonna allow to get away with
 and for how long
 Oh well,
 there's no good to dwell on it
 either I waste my energy by focusing on things I cannot change
 or I can serve my energy
 and to bled to small things I can change.
 That's what the I Ching calls --
 the taming power of the small.