Trapped Within Your Robes Poem by James McLain

When you Trapped me deep Within Your Robes.

thus Forgiven; I have forgiven you so many times
and you and yes and you.
Yet lest you remember it now naught.
For Tampa, ' was in nineteen sixty five.
Lake Magdalene, I saw no priests nor a
single nun and mother supperior
what I did see was wrong to be there only seven.
When I am gone the sun so of't
from whom did we protect me from.
Forgotten I have been by you,
and you.
and Chief Judges,
when back then, was it considered normal.
That which was done to one single child back then
went off too many men then grown from which
has left no middle ground on which too stand.
Being said, ' Would I then dare to so remind you
why have I been forgotton now
and then if naught from whence or where is yours shame
whose shame before I die.
Did you do it not to yours, 'but a skinny frightned child?
Mr.Wilson and me a few others and knew Tampa stadium
that night as the Washington Redskins played
the Miami Dolpins when even before,
Robert Allen 'Bob' was so Griese.