I hear a lot And I say a lot Few ever look for me And even fewer ever hear me I hide in plain sight Whether its day or night To help is all I want But most like to bend me And as if they had a wand Never again shall anyone find me They do this to control Without realizing the high price of a soul But when I’m least expected They’d rather be protected For there shall be no place to hide What am I?
Shawn and Kyle are bunk mates in prison and are desperate to escape. There is an unbarred window high above them, but the walls are smooth and it’s too high for them to reach even when standing on each other’s shoulders. Their cell has no furnishings other than a toilet and even when standing on the toilet and each other’s shoulders, they can’t reach the window.
They’ve tried digging through the dirt floor but the wall extends 50 feet below. How could escape through the window?
They could dig down with their hands, but it would take too long to dig 50 feet down. Instead, they could pile the dirt they dig up to give them enough height to reach the window. If they put the toilet seat down, they could pile the dirt on top, then get on each other’s shoulders to reach the window. That would mean only one of them would be able to get out. The remaining prisoner could either continue piling dirt to account for the missing guy or the escaped prisoner could come back with a rope to help his mate escape.
