A love poem.

If we confine love in a horrible cage
it would lose its luster and tarnish with age.

A First Person Perspective as Spoken By Kelly Thomas,Victim of Fullerton Police Department Brutality.

Caged talent is similar to Gold and Fort Knox.

A poem describing the pitiable condition of women who are forced to shut themselves up in order to keep up with the norms of society. ends with the unfortunate event of having to submit herself to a husband whom is more or less a stranger.

I never mind the lost hours,
Nor the changing of life’s seasons…..

What I wrote while trapped in a place meant to help.

We all must face the trials of life. Their lingering effects should be appreciated not down-trodden, for it is in our last moments of tribulation that we learn and grow. That last moment before the darkness leaves us and we embrace the light is a character-defining moment. Let’s put it in the annals of our memories where it belongs, for hope is not a thing to be cheapened, but a thing to be "up-raised" of character before all others.

Firefly and Jar.

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