Our Family....For Us To Flaunt Poem by Maurice Harris

I sit here now, in a smaller place, a smaller cell-
It is for me, my own representation of Hell!
Dante's Eternal Abyss, as called by some-
From the lesser of two other evils I did come!

Gaze now do I at your Christmas present-
Thoughts are racing-when and where may it be sent! ?
One day you shall realize that your actions failed
Both you and ours- no one could ever believe your tales!

Be gone damn scurge- be the way of the geist!
Not will I make allowance to my heart for your heist!
If what you want is a form of fears reprisal-
Do as I have my dear- fashion love's recital!

By and by dear, your present, should you want
Is our family, each on a heart- for us to flaunt!

Maurice Harris,29 Decemebr 2007