Camp E-How-Kee

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By Poet's Page Poems More Next Poem1070 / 5323 Previous Poem Camp E-How-Kee. ? Autoplay Camp E-How-Kee as a child had it's dark side as well. Paul Butler is doing life for robbery i know. He was black and seemed like a nice kid back then, he was the token in our small group of whites with him it numbered ten. Fat Jack..Jack Thomas died in Florida state prison. George Walker abused by his father, Sexually, psychologically and physically life a living hell. kicked in the face by Chief Snell. He may have weighted seventy pounds soaking wet five foot one perhaps. While Chief Snell, wearing size thirteen and standing six foot eleven in bare socks. Kicked him in his face one early morn. George in and out prison as well perhaps by now, 'maybe dead. He had courage. Robert Sykes, whom wet the bed every night. Lord only knows, the demons and monsters, inside of his head. The abuse that he suffered at home was his fault we all now know but a child as well. is he alive..Amen. The boy with the epileptic seizures so bad I remember his name.. as Dwayne Robinson..he shook and he screamed all night.. putting the pillow over his head. While the counselor poured buckets of cold water on him. Screaming be quite. where was 'God'..then.. Must I go on..yes I will. All of us between eleven and twelve. Maybe one was thirteen.. mighty frontiersman were we. Angels, were we heavens know, 'no. being allowed to use axes and draw knives we kept pocket knives to do our work. And Wally Otting was like Frank... Michael Berro... none thinking back then were like I.. When it got to bad I would take most away in the middle of the night to escape.. what we thought we escaped when it was we left our homes. Most would not listen and then get caught I always made it back home fifty miles of eating berries or nothing at all.. just to be sent back again. Delila after dark..this was then... you were a tender Ronnie and I was a boy of twelve..with no moss or beard.. and my parts even then were coveted by others as well.. This is my confession for them.. Donna Black...H.C.S.D. Doing this to us was what..........and where is Gary Anderson? What could a child, 'i have done back then but i tried, as One group of five made up of tens.