I Can'T See Their Faces Poem by James McLain

i can't see their faces
when i sleep like i once could
all i see are bars and steel
bricks and blood
anger misplaced rage.
parents whom are ill
and uninformed and always will
having babies
feeding chain gangs
the past of Florida leads to change.
Whom is more ashamed of they
but some they never will.
taking children
that have been bad
they weren't born that way
and you thinking
do you really think they think like you.
or do you say what you are told
to say too keep your job.
i can't see their faces
when i sleep like them, do you?