Florida's Self Arrest

J James McLain James McLain
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Constantly risking death self arrest and it's absurdity. Does this sound familiar where ever I may roam I must perform and wear a yellow star. Dancing at the end of their short rope and giving up the ghost to be hung up once again. My audience lacks the Poets yet is filled with folks that will abuse small children on their bus such fear their parent's spread. Climbing to the top the Frost the chill being pushed the edge is always near. Your father said my mother walks through the valley filled with shadows of your fear. Posters to the edges of the sky torn faces are release in Florida means deceased without a reason why. My days are short the pills I'm forced to take by waking late to reach the other side I dream of night. Punitive they say it's not but you know it is all the money that I spent then punitive it is. The toll that it has taken on the young the other side of young most will never reach. may God have more than mercy on this soul if my mind decides to go like my mother's Mother did. Who will make sure my nursing home won't be prison jail and death they gave no thought to this Florida's self arrest I'm not a Jew I'm just like you.

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