Slowly Dying©

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

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

Felina Silver Robinson

This poem is a tribute to my niece Maryann Hamilton