Author Anonymous If I was but innocent and free Away from this dungeon I'd go; My friends and connections to see, I'd never be guilty no more. But alas, it's forever too late, The beautiful sun I can't see. The stars with their glittering sparks, Can no longer shine upon me. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments