Friday, March 8, 2013

The confession of a thief


I see the checked sky every day.
The food is not delicious here.
The weather’s sad, though now it’s May
And officers do always sneer.

Do you know, my friend, the real reason?
I’ll tell you nothing but the truth.
The story happened in this season.
3 years ago. In my late youth.

I was a thief. Yes, yes, I was!
Success and Fortune were my names.
Until one day. It was a curse
That I took bet with Grumpy James.

I had to steal a blue diamond belt.
It was possessed by one emperor.
I had a nice plan, but still I felt
That I was making an awful error.

I took the necessary gear
And sneaked into museum hall.
I had a weird sense of fear
As it wasn’t difficult at all.

So, the precious thing was found.
It flickered slightly in the centre.
Alarm was turned off all around.
I locked all doors. No one could enter.

I carefully cut the glass
And pulled, but it was no result.
The second time, the third, at last.
I fancied how I would exult.

My dream was interrupted by the noise.
It came abruptly from nowhere.
I tried to hide. I lost the poise.
I realised – It was betrayal.

So, now the jail is my sweet home.
It is my shelter for 6 years.
But Grumpy James is now in Rome
Having much fun with his thief peers.

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