You left me crying while you lay slowly dying
Stumped by a system bent on tradition
To turning a blind eye on those who need them the most
You sat in a cell
Living through hell
Day in and day out
Battered and bullied
By those who always have something to prove
Don’t ask me why I’ve relied
on
A system that’s always plotting
To be certain that you wont walk out talking
About the cracks in the halls of justice
Once you fight their actions
That caused you
To no longer want
To be here among the land of the living
Instead you left me here crying while you lay there slowing dying
While I stand here fighting and relying on “we the people”
To bring you justice
I’ll forever watch over you from here
Until it’s my turn to lay there
Slowly dying
Copyright 2014
Slowly Dying©
Felina Silver Robinson
This poem is a tribute to my niece Maryann Hamilton
The Writings of Felina Silver Robinson 
That was a very inspiring poem
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Thanks so much
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