On the Correctional Faculty: Part Ii
what we’ve got here
is much more than a failure to communicate---
for what has been happening for years is only
intensifying---
our behavior as a society is not one in which we even attempt to rehabilitate,
medicate or give therapy anymore---
instead,
a very very small fraction of the population
which owns everything & thrives from the
desecration, degradation & detriment of
others within these borders,
has found new ways to profit from the collective misery of those that it deems
“correctable.”
how long this unsustainable process will be able to play its game of
make-believe
is anybody’s guess,
but the reality is that when people are locked up
they generally are not happy with those that locked them up &
so if you are out here,
walking around free,
as if none of this concerns you...
you need to wake up.
the ignorance & silence concerning those that this country
considers its
garbage,
needs to be addressed,
and a sense of justice must be reinvigorated
(if one believes it ever existed in the first place)---
it has to be commanded by those that have been sleeping,
for those that fill their bank accounts with the money rolling in
are just going to cash out
and fly to the moon,
or one of the private islands being built in international waters.
you & i will be the only ones left on the outside when the gates finally come crashing
down.
so,
the clock is ticking &
one needs to take a side---
best you hurry up
now.
Copyright © Andrew Delapruch | Year Posted 2011
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