You can take my sight,

but my mind will still see what it must,

and my fingers will become eyes.

You can take my hearing,

I will imagine what I must,

and my eyes will become ears.

You can take my tongue,

but my body will shout what I must,

and my hands will speak volumes.

The only thing you cannot take

is my words, for without them

my prison would be complete

and I would be rendered mute,

deaf and blind, and that is a fate

from which I could never hope to emerge.