Treasure Island

Suzanna C Chevalier

(4-18-1966 / Elizabeth, New Jersey)

A ONENESS BLESSER GOES TO JAIL


Doing what matters most
for I am still human, I’m not a ghost.
“You are Oneness, Consciousness and Bliss”
I kept repeating this.
With my hands placed in a heart shape
above my head
I said this mantra again and again.
In the holding room I did sit
repeating “I am Oneness, Consciousness and Total Bliss”.
I aim my hands out to the Palm Beach County Jail
every day without fail.
The inmates in there need all the divine light they can get
they are still human don’t forget.

Written by Suzanna Chevalier on April 7,2013

Submitted: Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 08, 2013

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