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The Novelist Forgotten
Johnny E. Mahaffey
October 4, 2019
BIRTHDAY POEM: FORFEITING THE SELF
It is nice to be free
and full of direction of
each want emanating from
within, but we take it
all as standard to a born
right; and prisons drive each
totalitarian / collectivistic nail deep!
Squaring the coffin to a
geometric ascension, but only
in though as each body
(once human) is burned to ash
to be tossed over prison
flowers; hydrangea! Maybe?
Forgotten all but a number,
the one assigned in place of
name, to each prisoner to be
called INMATE the dehumanizing
label from bigots and scoundrels.
Civility tossed aside as each HUMAN
passes through the gate, the
threshold of person to prisoner to
INMATE to thing to animal to
scapegoat of all blame of all shame.
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