Word of the Day Challenge #117-Untitled Poem

Gentle beep
hiss
hiss
breathing for him
in the corner
children wait
by bedside
wife sits
rosary sliding
mouthing 
Hail Mary’s
Our Father’s 
not with real want
expected
all watching
how nice 
finally to be free
no longer forced
puppet dance
if only
surreptitious glance
too many eyes
patience
virtue long learned
waiting no longer 
death sentence commuted
prison virtual
disappearing
each tortured breath.
Bells toll
flags lowered on mast
death has come
no pardons here
taking one 
releasing another
finally
air smells sweeter
steps seem lighter
walk away
no longer bound
remain veiled
let no one see
sheer delight
at finally being free.
One 
all 
commented
fine figure cut
rocked the display
one small question though:
feather & brush
what symbolism
do they portray?
Subtle jab
slight mockery
no one will guess
no one will know
no one will understand the switch.
 
©Oct. 5/20
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