Escaleras de La Cárcel
Miguel Aceves Mejía
Jail Stairs
When I was in jail
I entertained myself alone.
Counting the links
That my chain had.
What dark nights
For the prison.
The padlocks sound
The heart beats.
Jail stairs
Step by step.
Some go up, others go down
To give their statement.
What dark nights...
Jail cells
Rooms with four walls.
Where they lock up men
Because of women.
What dark nights...
Jail guards
How annoying they are there.
With those alert shouts
That don't let you sleep...
