A man loves freedom outside his own abode

Not quick to drink but virtues soon are lost

How fast luck moves! Escape though? ‘Twas so close

Pulled over, cuffed, he learned this liquor’s cost

Now should he leave this fearful site unscathed

He’ll prosper after papers set him free

The luck remained and helped him walk that day

Yet cells contained inmates in need of leave

Survival fits this situation well

The prison guards keep metal gates closed tight

And with these concrete walls a living hell

These inmates stay another thousand nights

The only man to stay awake is king

He watches lost and dreaming caged birds sing