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Incarceration Through The Eyes Of Your Child
I dreamt about this particular iceberg for many year's
as a young man,
where in and out of prison I was, for a while.
It was big, big in size

If size was big, like only size could be, only in Florida.
Abandoned in it, to it a one man cell, placed in it by they.
Passing evil law's designed to keep the other
forty seven percent of U.S. all down.

Unable to get a job and or vote the corrupt made out of it.
Blue as it was,
as blue as the sky, such a big blue, like a marble blue
in the clearest of day's the bluest, blue some day's.
Hearing have I, heard some say to turn our blood into profit.

Polar bears and their mind set and their blood thirsty ways.
The staff unfit guards commuting thirty miles a day to have their republican
way.

Cell extractions in isolation where no widows are allowed to exist.
Justifying it all in claiming their need for control.
While urine stained walls conveyed what they sought.
To render individuals
from being able to function or being mentally stable.
Glacier blue eye's
where razor wire hides from the top what the bottom will do.
There are no black icebergs here they are all in prison.
The rationale by the cruel,
they reason away, that what doesn't kill you
will make you stronger.

This system, these people, know while they prey on the fear
of the uneducated ignorant people,
people that are unqualified to tender up our vote's.

Children to young, born to unfit parent's,
mental illness not caught early that is latter on triggered.

When people leave prison and after being traumatized
cannot function, seeing people raped and brutally murdered.
How can any reasonable individual expect them to function.
While you knowingly condoned and through your silence,
allowed their abuse to continue.
helped hurt them.
The psychology of your doom is now known to U.S. all.
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