Turnstile Carousel
Jail cell turnstile ...
two coming in, one leaving out
Rehabilitated prison farm menu;
criminal cold turkey,
and hot caught fee bitter words
makes for a tough cement wall chew
Only the well-adjusted few
will make it thru
Leaving byway of the electronic gate
swinging open past the turnstile carousel
Up and down ... in and out
Round and round,
five heading north, ten going south
Freedom is a justice pre-cooked plea barter word;
small shrimps
are tossed out the penal frying pan,
when bigger fish get cuff hooked and jury served
The little crustaceans
also avoid the long crab boil gavel time
whenever volatile, powder keg overcrowding occurs
Carnival turnstile carousel
offer clowns free limited accommodations,
yard bird view without bail ...
Twenty tickets always get punched in —
polite society’s bad ne’er do well
As ten lucky losers be parole exiting,
the wheel of misfortune carousel
keeps on troubled turnstile spinning
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2018
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