Anonymous
I will not stand idle by,
to watch the nails being put into my coffin!
You look for weapons.
But all I have is a pen.
You look for crack cocaine.
But all I have is a good-name.
You listen for foul-inflammatory language.
But all I show is grace and a smile.
You look for violence and barbarism.
But all I have is honour and integrity.
You imprison me behind bars.
Fashioned from misdirected code.
Applied psychological constraints.
Obliterate me economically,
to place me in a steel bubble.
Shattered my family
and scattered the pieces...
Leegal Poet
Wayne Ferron
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