It’s been some time since I wrote something that has taken a toll on me. Especially from the perspective of just being human. Maya Angelou would often quote the phrase ” nothing human is foreign to me.” The treatment of Cyntoia Brown by the powers that be, by all accounts contradicts this quote. On my pages I have added a petition in case you want to act or get informed about Cyntoia Brown. In support of her I penned this piece “Brown.” #scotthall #spokenwords #positivepoetry
With the power invested in me I confer upon you an Associate’s Degree. /
A silent applause. No family present to show appreciation at least. /
Inmate, you know the procedure. Please turn around and place your hands behind your back. /
The walk to the cell is a long one. Filled with some disbelief but mostly frustration, /
but I guess prison gave me some just due through educational rehabilitation. /
Yet the fact that I’m in here in the first place negates any chance of applying my degree’s proposed duty or occupation. /
13 years earlier
The paper read: REALTOR DEAD. SHOT BY DERANGED PROSTITUTE. /
To the Naked eye it was an open and shut case. She seemed a vicious killer. /
But like everything in life, what is not written in lines, in between lies the truth. /
There is more than meets the eye. Like not recognizing that Optimus Prime is still an 18 wheeler. /
16, the age of youth personified. She was only 16. /
Should have been getting her driver’s license are daydreaming about her future. /
Yet the circumstances that she was born into…had her doing adult things….Lord she was only 16. /
But the media or paper doesn’t lie, right? She has to be guilty for sure. /
With the power invested in me I confer upon you a Bachelor’s Degree. /
You are an inspiration to so many, plus you are model prisoner. But you are a long way from being free./
I just hope that when you get released at the age of 69 that you don’t get out and relapse. /
The walk to the cell is a solemn one. Not filled so much with frustration now just utter disbelief. /
It’s been 14 years since my 16 year old clouded and malnourished mind acted off stimuli. /
Out of the perceived threat of bodily violence, I acted. /
And for a split second, I must have thought that I was a human being again. Despite being sold from man to man. On my back I was forced to lie. /
Lie for profits that I was never going to see. Lie and say I’m ok even though most in my shoes would want to die. /
Now I lay here daily in a bed that should have never been my own. /
Why lies are continued to be told in court to justify that I, who was only 16, should be judged as if I was grown./
Me Earnestly Speaking
As if her last name gave refrain from justice that she has not been given.
Cyntoia Brown has been wasting away somewhere in a Tennessee prison.
Cries of injustice have been levied at Lady Liberty by many people, from coarse to refined.
However the cries and pleas have gone unanswered. We had it wrong all these years, the lady of liberty must be both deaf and blind.