I surely could read this one again and again, very nicely written

all the best and take care

Jeannie
wow this is so sad and intense.

Where walks this man without a life
Once young and free in front of him
Was such a journey he could stride
To places he had never been
But shackles hold him to the ground
Constant pain from things he's done
Now sits among the cornerstone
Without a heart a soul or sun

What imagery this brings to the mind. How sad and lonely.
Excellent!
Love Cindy