National Adult Literacy Database

February 16, 1998

This week, we have a poem written by Elvis, from Brandon, Manitoba.

Thinking

by Elvis

I spend a lot of lonely nights thinking. Thinking of things that I am missing at home, Things that could be happening with me Except here I am under the Devil's Dome.

Thinking of what life would be like out there. Thinking of how I must change my ways. Thinking of what to do where to go. Thinking, "Does anybody care?"

Thinking of the fact I shouldn't have done it, But now it's too late. Thinking of how I must redeem myself, And thinking of how I must get rid of this hate.

Waiting. Waiting as time drags. Listening and counting the guards making their rounds. Waiting for that day..... Thinking of the day freedom makes it's sound.

[This poem was taken with permission, from The Manitoba Literacy Star, Fall 1996, produced by the Stevenson-Brittania Literacy Program, Winnipeg, Manitoba.]