The Robber's Escape

Beneath the moon's cold, watchful gaze, A captive soul in iron stays. Through bars of regret, shadows loom, A tale unfolds, a prison's gloom. In dungeons deep, where echoes moan, A bandit dreams of freedom sown. His heart, a raven, darkly winged, Yearns for flight, for songs unsinged. The jailer's keys, a cruel ballet, Dancing on despair's dismay. Through corridors of solitude, A thief escapes, his spirit shrewd. In shadows cast by prison walls, The renegade in silence calls. A cloak of night, a phantom's guise, He slips away, a moonlit prize. The chains that bind, now left behind, As shadows waltz, secrets unwind. Through moonlit trails and forest deep, The outlaw flees, his destiny to keep. Yet, freedom gained, a bitter taste, A stolen liberty, in haste. The night, a witness to the crime, A fugitive lost in fleeting time. In the echoes of the escape's refrain, A ballad born of loss and pain. A rogue in flight, his fate unsure, In moonlit freedom, shadows endure.