The convict's lament.....

I see you blue sky

Behind those bars up high

Don't think you pass me by

You are in my minds eye

Birds call as they play in a tree

What must it be like to fly free...    by P.

I'd like to take credit for the above poem but mine went along the lines of .....

Back in the day

It would be safe to say

That if you put a foot wrong

It wouldn't be long

Before behind bars ye would be :))

I'd love to read what you might come up with to describe how convicts must have felt back when simple thieving could mean transportation for seven years, or stealing something worth more than a shilling meant death by hanging. The expression 'the law is an ass' was as relevant then as it is now :)

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