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ISSUE NO. 1

July 2024

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Poetry

Waiting for Parole

By

Nick

Nick writes from a prison in Victoria.

Jennifer Grismer

Waiting for parole is like remand all o'er again

When starting on my 'things-to-do', my mind leaps back to 'when!?'

All-consuming niggling thoughts contort me out of shape

Swarms of bees inside my head frantic for an escape

Years and years I've counted down now focused on just days

Yet I can't shake the fear and dread that l'Il be here always

Most go home, or so they say, I know this to be true

How different the feeling is when that someone is you

My heart it won't stop pounding, can barely sleep or function

Waiting, waiting, waiting, for that critical injunction

Anxiety is at a peak, struggling to relax

Is there a chance that they forget, will I slip through the cracks?

"Patience is a virtue, possess it if you can"

I've been patient for some time now please give me a plan

Future in the hands of strangers, nothing I can do

Praying for some good news to begin my life anew

Imagining a fresh start with happiness and love

But still there's no decision, no direction from above

How long will I be hovering in this state of flux?

Put me out my misery, this feeling truly sucks

How about my family, for they've done nothing wrong

They just want their boy back, 'cause it's been far too long

In days to come this stress and woe, I hope, will fade to dust

'Til then l'Il dream of being free, and finally home at last

Waiting for parole is like remand all o'er again

When starting on my 'things-to-do', my mind leaps back to 'when!?'

All-consuming niggling thoughts contort me out of shape

Swarms of bees inside my head frantic for an escape

Years and years I've counted down now focused on just days

Yet I can't shake the fear and dread that l'Il be here always

Most go home, or so they say, I know this to be true

How different the feeling is when that someone is you

My heart it won't stop pounding, can barely sleep or function

Waiting, waiting, waiting, for that critical injunction

Anxiety is at a peak, struggling to relax

Is there a chance that they forget, will I slip through the cracks?

"Patience is a virtue, possess it if you can"

I've been patient for some time now please give me a plan

Future in the hands of strangers, nothing I can do

Praying for some good news to begin my life anew

Imagining a fresh start with happiness and love

But still there's no decision, no direction from above

How long will I be hovering in this state of flux?

Put me out my misery, this feeling truly sucks

How about my family, for they've done nothing wrong

They just want their boy back, 'cause it's been far too long

In days to come this stress and woe, I hope, will fade to dust

'Til then l'Il dream of being free, and finally home at last

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