They sat and ate in silence.
Glad to be warm inside,
After a long day's penance.
They felt home, so far from home.
The darkness of winter,
And the cold snowy storm,
Were well outside the shackled walls.
All accepted prison life with lesser scorn.
They might as well get used to this.
This is their home, for the next few days.
And at the end of this Reality Show,
Is where the Real Money pays.
P.S: Wrote this with regard to all the reality shows that are aired on T.V. A strange place to live with different people from different backgrounds. And amidst all the cat-fights and politics that goes on inside these reality shows, When people get-together and share food, everyone feels at home at that instant.
Shared with: Mag 94, Carry on Tuesday #134: "The darkness of winter",
