* Writers Note:-
Its half an hour till the man in the picture is released.
Every second feels like an hour, but he's calm, collected
and looking forward to his future. What he ponders, he puts
in his pad. His views, his thoughts, and his prospects.
Reformation over penalty -
Noah's jealousy.. for the animals in a pen he'll never see.
Beggars, I'll never be, as I'm a level incredibly - higher.
My thoughts don't lack and expire, perspiring droplets of fire..
.. out of my bloodstream; into my cell. Four years in a subtle hell,
designed, and based on a Russian jail.
To embrace a penalty seems I failed..
to drop a penalty of reform, makes me glad I fell.
See -
from the time I committed, to the time of release,
I don't keep my smile gritted from the back of my teeth.
They attack my beliefs - giving grief to my views,
and simply refuse to believe I plan the map they choose.
Only the lost, confused,
and the satanic.. abuse and belittle ME.
In symmetry they rile ME, and preach ignorance as a quality.
Think to yourself..
..do wardens and guards ponder equality?
Open-endedly asked you a question for you to take a while..
till then, tell me what you make of my profile:
I'm male, 24, and divorced with 2 kids..
..the only white guy on release- with no place to live.
Yet, mountains of guiding to give,
sifting through those who hide in the mist.
Now, beyond doubt, reform IS bliss. & has made me "the man" -
not only the one I am today, but to afray in the can,
I'm the prayer of the land.
A guard enters my former space.. adding to the bitter taste.
Now the shackles feel like a brittle lace..
with each step to the door hitting a pace,
I leave my followers - chanting behind, to "start a new race".
I leave the people I know,
I leave the people I told,
I leave the people who believe,
and leave the people I need.
I leave.. and tread leaves so brown at 12 on the hour,
they just let into the world.. a formidable power.
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