guilty (verdict)

the knee on the neck
has even more chances
to pray
when the walls of prison
sequester its life from
former liberties.
an abundance of
fresh prison air
will arrest all chances
of asphyxiation
in an opioid-free cage
of discipline
where the clock
marks slow pulse
for more than
a desperate 929.  
let time stand still
to educate
fate's diminutive mind.
where the Floydian Square
reels from a testament
of gruesome death
let the Chauvinist Cell
become a testament
of awesome life.
i shed a tear
for justice seems
too eloquent
for peasants.
but when blood
stinks in the streets
and justice slumbers
in hog pens
the neck of the world
in which i live
and move
and have my being
is just another
Georgian Square
pissed and lifeless
or another
Derekeliar Cell
housing a
Chauvinistic Spirit
that leaves no room
for a helpless people
calling for Mama Earth
where everything hurts
where sinners
have found sweet justice.
may God Almighty
extend His Grace and Mercy
that
those who
are willing and
repentant may  
b r e a t h e
eternal
L
I
F
E
.
 
© Copyright 2021 April 20
by Clyve A. Bowen♫