i always said i would change
that this would be the last time
last time i would miss halloween with my daughter
and thanksgiving and christmas
but that day never came
i always had time to hang out with the boys
the years turned round and round
my wife finally left me and went back to school
but i told myself i would change
always the same old lie
and i bought a whole roll of tickets
on the incarceration merry-go- round
that brass ring was just too tempting
even though it was always just beyond my grasp
going round and round
the only thing changing
my family becoming a blur
then they were gone
leaving me with the guys i knew getting on and off
till the day it dawned on me
i know them better than my family.
- Author: Jon Nakapalau ( Offline)
- Published: September 18th, 2019 19:40
- Comment from author about the poem: Told to me by someone who spent a total of 20 years in jail/prison.
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 3
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