I spent so much time on this poem, hope you can relate. (and maybe share it with other people)

NOW IT IS TIME TO SLAVE AWAY, AT SEVEN CRUEL HOURS OF OUR DAY. SLOWLY DYING IN THIS TORTUROUS ROOM, THE TREACHEROUS DOORS LOCKED WITH DOOM; HARK! A SOUND, SO CRISP AND CLEAR, A TOLL OF THE BELL, THE FREEDOM IS NEAR. "FREE! FREE!", WE MUCH SO SOUGHT. THE END OF THE DAY, UNTAINTED BY FRAUGHT; POATREE