Death Row


This cell is as cold as Michigan winters,

hard as the highways I did travel.                                      

For months I have been captured,

assigned to this blank cubicle.

My mind alone is allowed to escape,

To explore the world beyond these bars.

Strangers read my mail, order my day,

set my routines, cook my meals.

The only decision left to me is

whether to open my eyes,

or to feign sleep when they bring my tray.

The bars are on my hospital bed;

my ward is in a retirement home.

The wardens are my nurses;

my sentence is life.

In death I will once again

be free to wander and explore.

I embrace death,

that I might have life once more.


About Iris D

Pastor, former youth pastor who writes skits, devotionals, poems,and short stories. Won awards on short stories and poetry, and have published both poetry and non-fiction.

12 responses to “Death Row

  1. like the poem……very very nice

  2. they can capture the body but not the mind. lovely write 🙂

  3. a very beautiful wordplay in your poem, Iris 🙂

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  4. beautiful message, well penned.


  5. This is beautiful.Beautifully written 🙂

  6. kez

    wow how sad and poignant and so very well written …Thank you kez

  7. Great poem! I love the last line.

  8. Aadi Mohan

    The only choice is to open eyes or feign sleep. Vary naice!

  9. Mitu

    how well you captured the feelings of a prisoner……….a prisoner of age……….very poignant.

  10. Oh so very lonely and yet there is the hope of death. Awesome words and image. Loved it.


  11. Well captured theme, thank you!

  12. This poem is so powerful, and I especially liked the last line. It brings to mind the peace in knowing a deceased loved one is finally happy and free.

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