Living In Fear Poem by James McLain

Where you are taken by them and shown
around the dumping grounds
he was to young
to remember where there I lived for so long
no one gives to much
thought to those prisons hidden and the jails
where I was
and before they were allowed
to put children there
we were placed into those
psychiatric wards where patents like
Karen Carpenter
we never heard about until.

Birds were never meant to sing the way I do
and singing songs
I sing my song, I sing this song for you.
If I have lived by some to long
it's not their fault they've tried to silence me.
A work of art one Judge has said
I live in fear instead.
My wings are clipped they took my mind
I can not move around.
Now where I live they take from me
what little I can't have.
Peace of mind that money can- not bring
to those without.
America must feel this way and freedom
when freedom for you
is not free, until it is you've paid.