There’s Just One bargain
We mustn’t see it
and people leave it
though we all need it
One of my guard-friends has the most in common with me and I whisper to him many of my complaints because I don’t want to murmur. I can’t keep it all inside or I think I would explode. Another one of my guard-friends is the purest, law-abiding officer I know. Things remain simple for her and uncomplicated. I want to emulate that to survive. And another one of my guard-friends is the most like me. I like her for this and dislike it at the same time.
All of us, guards, are part of the Three’s team. The Executioner must be the most feared of all. Not only is he judging, but he owns the whole place, so, he does whatever he likes. The Judge is a fair and compassionate judge. No one gives as much as him. He is the friend that loves at all times, and a brother born for adversity. And the Counsellor is always here and tells the truth and helps us do the right thing.
The prison warden is an evil person and deceitful, so, people don’t know what a traitor he is. The chaplain, the cook, the nutritionist, the psychologist, the doctor and the nurse are, in my opinion, hypocrites because anybody with the warden is an evil sinner with him and bound to fall with him.
All of the idiots in the prison don’t know any better because they are still zombies, like I used to be, the living dead, obviously, like Adam and Eve: still living, physically, but dead, spiritually. Not that the world I’m living in is perfect. No way! At home, my boy had been taken away from me, forever, by God. I won’t ever see him, again. And my girl has gone, out of my life. I’m not sure when or if I’ll see her, again. And I only have the job in the prison, not a career; my wife left me; and I don’t get much respect or money. This is the rotten world I live in. I go home to a lonely home with ghosts of my past that haunt me. But my life’s been engineered by God to be this way so, deep down, inside, I know I don’t deserve any better. I still like my home and don’t want to lose that, too, so, I try to be careful what I say and do. And I want to keep it simple, also, so, I hope to bloom where I’m planted, like my quiet potted plant in the corner.