Of those so close beside me...

See this!

From there behind our bars,

oh, my sister/brothers,

the brand that marks me.

Have you borne the burn as I have?
And does the percepted-input 

of eyes/ears/skin bedazzle you?
Leave you deep-shamed to find the

skels beside you, numb-still and silent?

While you,

your strangled voice,

seek to shout/sing/scream?