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Michael Walli reflects in verse from prison



Poem by MICHAEL WALLI , with thanks to Robert Frost


Whose world this is

I know altho

The CIA thinks it

Is the Federals’ so

Surely they see us

Stopping here

To fill the jails

With empty show


The Founding Fathers

Must think it queer

To adjudicate without

A Constitution near

Between the paychecks

And frozen chosen

The biggest hypocrisy

Of the year


They give their burial

Shrouds a shake

To ask if there

Is some mistake

The only other

Sounds you hear

Is contractor money

And greedy take


The Constitution is lovely

Dark and deep

So many promises

You do not keep

Winter’s coming

When no one can sleep

Arise! Awake!

Forsake your sleep!


          — February, 2014




One thought on “Michael Walli reflects in verse from prison

  1. That’s the spirit Mike- great read- how about: Stopping by some woods near a nuclear facility: “Whose woods these are I think I know- hole in the fence, we’ve got to go

    Posted by david eberhardt | March 3, 2014, 9:48 am

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