James McLain

Gold Star - 40,675 Points (1958 - / From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By)

The American War On Mental Illness - Poem by James McLain

Perspectives, are as many as are the eyes that don't see
every one knows some one else that's not them.
Observations, look around you, how they live in fear.
Substance abuse the wounded are vast,
treating them worse they are some one in your family.
For just a few seconds I am the Judge,
I listen to expert witnesses whom are paid for their P.H.D.s.
with no real life personal knowledge.
Like in Florida in their own state mental hospital,
over fifty thousand have died there, since back when it opened.
while knowing perfectly well about their own mental compass.
While those who every day some where Leo, has just shot one.
Where only the unattractive are jailed with the poor and
people in charge have no obvious station, expecting breaks from reality
to fuel their own evil intentions.
One question to you, just what do you really expect from a person whom
when traumatic untreated injury's inconurred by being robbed and beat on
to soften what's already been plainly observed,
by people with their own issues and eyes that have no true perspective.

Topic(s) of this poem: green

Comments about The American War On Mental Illness by James McLain

  • Elena Sandu (3/29/2015 12:10:00 AM)

    More ink to your pen let the truth be spelled! Thank you for sharing! (Report) Reply

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  • Susan Lacovara (3/23/2015 8:44:00 PM)

    Incredibly powerful in your honesty. I applause you for saying what few people dare to think/speak about. Well done. I wish you PEACE. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 23, 2015

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 24, 2015

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