faith toney

(4-29-92 / salem)

guilty


I plea guilty before you
go ahead take them away
imprisonment is only punishment for socialists
but for I its retirement
I enjoy the silence
among screaming victims
plaster me with walls
take away my rights and possessions
I will live on
with or without the hearts
my life is at your will
the hearts aces and spades
all are material items to me
my life is worthless
so take them and lock me up
for I was never unleashed
guilty once guilty twice
I was never to be innocent
you almost set me free
but I must insist
failure is on set when locked within hard walls
there is no freedom with wandering minds
the gossip, judgment, cruelty
this world provides
FREE of charge

Submitted: Friday, July 11, 2008

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