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Shot like a flame,
Into the sky we fled,
Bursting like bellows,
Our poor hearts bled.
Leading the way,
Was an innocent soul,
Never had sinned,
Life had taken it’s toll.
The prison was cold,
Was a terrible place to be,
Only the strong survived,
Thank God we were free.
The brave were kind,
The weak cruel,
Life’s a paradox,
Many a fool.
Some were there,
Who shouldn’t have been,
Others out,
Who should’ve been in.
As for Fidel,
He decided to write,
Always his passion,
Now no need to fight.
Then there was Weiss,
A barber before the war,
He became a nurse,
So he could serve the poor.
Not to forget Felipe,
Who was so kind,
He went back to school,
To care the blind.
Left on our own,
We tried not to stray,
Finished with violence,
We went our own way.
For these men of honor,
Life was bearable,
However, you must realize,
That this was but a parable.
Today our prisons are full,
Of animals they are not,
Society breaks their spirits,
Then allows them to rot.
Thrown into cages,
Men’s mind’s groan,
Dreams are lost,
Winter winds have blown.
Their must be an answer,
Other than that of today,
For what we call our prisons,
Are sink holes of decay.
I shudder to think,
How our military commands,
Why we are killing so many people,
In so many different lands.
What can we expect,
Our children to think,
If we excuse killing,
With a nod and a wink.
We’ve got to do a better job,
Of learning how to live,
Why not love each other,
And learn how to forgive.
Those of us who’re out,
Must show those who’re in,
How to live life,
While committing less sin.
And if that doesn’t work,
And that’s not the case,
Then nothing makes sense
And life is a disgrace!
So why not go back,
To the parable at the beginning,
In Eden-like splendor,
Let’s try to stop sinning.
This is my proposition,
And perhaps I’m insane,
But if this doesn’t work,
Believe me…….. society will go down the drain!
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G. Doug Soderstrom, Ph.D.
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Sir Huey Longballs: A Fable
