Madison+B+8G

This is a poem I wrote called Down In The Dungeon. //The soldiers nod,// //Quick and quietly,// //But the guard gets up,// //Quite loudly,// //And walks to the cell.// I am just a child, Charged with theft, Locked into a cell, Deep down in the dungeon.
 * As I creep down the stairs,**
 * The chains are slowly rattling,**
 * The guard sits on a stool,**
 * Picking at his teeth.**
 * //As quick as I was captured,//**
 * //I'm thrown into the darkness,//**
 * //The door slams shut,//**
 * //And then there is silence.//**

Thanks for sharing this with us! Such a clear story; I feel as though I am that child as I read it.
 * Hey Madison,