A Prisoners last words

Deep in the dark cells,
An old foe awaits.
The jingle of the bells,
And the silence breaks.

Gifted a Columbian necktie,
For seeing the symphony in murder,
As a simple misdemeanor,
But saved from being a cannibal’s pie.

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