Captive as in prison
Locked within doors
Keepers were guardian
Strict in smiley laws

Forced to abide
Laugh and not cry
Clauses of objection
Never has suffice

Feeling lone in a crowd
Of those people we care
Goes one in each cell
With mobiles n iPad

With concern n control
Sweet harmony survive
Yet false the pretense
As fast as the pride

Wide slits in bricks
Comes rays of light
White curtains stops
The plain world in sight

From birth to youth
The growing up shelter
A place of solace...