Danger

Written by Jacob Ibrag

The man in the white suit takes a sip of his

black coffee and readjusts his glasses, ‘says here you

rejected your own parole. You hiding from something?’ Getting

permission to stand in front of the guarded window, the prisoner bows

his head and releases a deep breath. ‘This place is safe. May not have all the

amenities of a free man, but these thick walls make up for that.’ Putting his pen

down, he asks the prisoner to elaborate, ‘are you trying to say that your life is

in danger?’ Walking back towards to his chair, he grips the sides of the

steel table and slams it into the man and directly into the wall.

Falling to his knees, the prisoner puts his hands behind

his head and prays for Gods forgiveness, ‘I need

to stay here. I am the danger.’

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Photographer Unknown