Posts Tagged ‘Poem’
Third World Voices
To America and Your Comrades,
Yes I am dying!
For the same causes and ills that
My ancestors
My grandparents
My parents
My brothers
My sisters
My children
My friends Have died!
So that you could have the
luxury of mustard on your hotdog!
-Allen B. Williams, C-09851 P.O. Box 7500, PBSP
Crescent City, CA 95531
You can read more prison poetry online.
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On Aging
On Aging
Is aging necessary
Must we die
Cells live forever
Why not I.
Protons and neutrons
Do not grow old
Nor does electricity or gravity
So I’ve been told.
Our DNA never changes
Even after 600 million years
That’s almost forever
As in my book it appears.
So live on old man
And avoid all accidents
Get as old as you can
And avoid stress in the can.
Live for the day
You can die tomorrow
But tomorrow never comes
So we avoid death’s sorrow.
-Hans Jensen, inmate
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For Now
FOR NOW
by James Miller
Once again
I awaken
In a Heavy blanket
Of sadness.
For now,
I live
My life
In letters,
Books & Dreams.
In this cell
Sadness, slow anxiety,
Sheets of rain,
Blankets of pain,
Creeping sane,
But blue
And weary
And true
In a false-seeming
Reality
Imposed against will upon
A sensitive Man
Who just wants to Love
In this World.
But sometimes the World
Has other plans.
So I survive
Until I can thrive
That’s what
Flowers do.
4/24/04, written on day 26 of 57 days in the hole—solitary confinement
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