The Padded Cell

I am inside a padded cell.
Its whereabouts, I can’t tell.
Trust me,
It’s like hell.

A place without any feelings
or any smell.
I have been here for a million years.
A place full of fears.

I’ve been punished hard,
as I am on The Joker’s Card.

Against me there are
so many charges.
When it comes to money,
I am incorruptible.
When I love, I love
with my full heart.

Now you know,
in this society,
I am not that smart.
There are no windows,
so I can’t watch the stars,
for obvious reasons my heart,
is full of scars.

I haven’t been sentenced to death.
I have been sentenced to life.
In this fragile system,
in this fake society,
in this dominating country,
in this cruel world.

I can hear The Joker,
laughing out loud.
His Insane and
evil laughs,
seems to me just
like a black cloud.

As his cell is just
beside mine.
I have no complaints,
I don’t whine.

Under the black cloud,
just like a silver lining,
I do shine.

They have imprisoned
my body,
but definitely
not my mind.

My mind is, indeed,
something.
To some people,
it may be nothing.
They don’t know
that, I am bluffing.
My mind is doing a lot
of stuffing.

I am here for some
unavoidable reasons.
But they won’t be
able to contain me here,
for seasons after seasons.

Deep Inside me,
a countdown timer
is ticking.
My prison break
will be so freaking.

I will be out,
what neither the inmates
nor the guards
got any damn clue about.

I am coming,
I will be out even
before The Joker.
They don’t give me
any stuff here,
I am a chain smoker.

As an Agent of Chaos,
I am fast and steady.
All The Agents of Orders,
Are you Ready?

Because Chaos starts,
just after Order.
And Just after Chaos,
the emerges Order.

I have dreamed of a world,
with not a single border.
When I break through,
there will be a
New World Order.