Corridors of freedom

Many prisoners, our brothers in suffering
We greet you sincerely in peace
This enterprise someday will rise in power
To deliver inmates every rainy day
Over mountains of grief and sorrow
For how long?
How long to overpower the spirit of liberty
For many years bottled up
In this bowel of concrete
And time desperately at passing

After many years of pressing death
The same rueful way we came
Before the partial arms of the law
Our freedom and fears
To the dancers at the gate
Of the infinite journey in wait
With absurd ordeals shared
Today on the corridors of time
We struggle together to be free