by Stephen, aged 11
(Stephen's mother has MS but had been denied beta interferon treatment by the
When you wake in the morning, there's no escape
The souls of the prisoners the authorities rape
The prisoners are those who have committed no crime
But find themselves trapped as if in time
They cry out for help but no one will hear
Forever they're enveloped in anger and fear
Their home is their prison, it'll drive all insane
Where can they run from the torture and pain
Each day will be equal, all the same
The people in charge play a cruel, spiteful game
Perhaps though one day, their SOS will be heard
And they will be released like a free-flying bird
But just how longer will they have to wait
Before on the prison's stale air they all suffocate?
But they who are in charge just will not care
For it is not they who have to live there
Hark though, is that the sound of a prison key?
That has now come to set them all free?