If I had committed suicide in jail
the world would less bright without fail.
All my inspiring poems to children dear
would of fell on deaf ears.
For my name would show up in mugshots.com
it would be a tragedy that intended to do harm.
Yes, the children would never know the stories
of Melodie, Sarah and
UniCandle unicorn winning all the glory.
It would a great novel, a best selling story.
The glory for Mother Earth who could finally
have a say—
I fight for the underdog every single day.
Yes, what a tragedy it would be—
Hey if I wasn’t (thank Jesus) set free-
there would be one less creative artist
making light to the underdogs happily.
Now of course I change my name
for my new destiny.
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