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Array ( [sid] => 95796 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Outcarcerated [time] => 2005-05-25 23:52:52 [hometext] => [bodytext] => There was the kitchen and the bloody knife
There was me and the sentence of twenty-five to life
But before I even got to my prison cell door
One tiny piece of paper fell unnoticed to the floor

“Who are you?
What did you do?
You aren’t listed anywhere on this tier
I don’t think you actually belong here”

I was prepared to do the time and I was well acclimated
But because of your mistake I am now outcarcerated
I changed my name but I didn’t change my ways
And soon enough they caught me and gave me the rest of my days

“Why have you done this?
May God have mercy if He exists
As for me, I can only grant you death
If I were you, I’d repent with my last breath”

You can kill me, but you wouldn’t be killing only me
For I left behind a hostage and you need the key
If you want to see her again, you will do exactly as I say
And what I want you already know: make me outcarcerated on this day

“It is not your place to argue and it is not your place to demand
Because no one can pick one’s self up out of quicksand
And whether or not we are guilty of this girl’s abandonment
We will never care because we’re the United States’ government”
[comments] => 3 [counter] => 207 [topic] => 59 [informant] => kratur [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => psychoticpoems )
Outcarcerated

Contributed by kratur on Wednesday, 25th May 2005 @ 11:52:52 PM in AEST
Topic: psychoticpoems



There was the kitchen and the bloody knife
There was me and the sentence of twenty-five to life
But before I even got to my prison cell door
One tiny piece of paper fell unnoticed to the floor

“Who are you?
What did you do?
You aren’t listed anywhere on this tier
I don’t think you actually belong here”

I was prepared to do the time and I was well acclimated
But because of your mistake I am now outcarcerated
I changed my name but I didn’t change my ways
And soon enough they caught me and gave me the rest of my days

“Why have you done this?
May God have mercy if He exists
As for me, I can only grant you death
If I were you, I’d repent with my last breath”

You can kill me, but you wouldn’t be killing only me
For I left behind a hostage and you need the key
If you want to see her again, you will do exactly as I say
And what I want you already know: make me outcarcerated on this day

“It is not your place to argue and it is not your place to demand
Because no one can pick one’s self up out of quicksand
And whether or not we are guilty of this girl’s abandonment
We will never care because we’re the United States’ government”




Copyright © kratur ... [ 2005-05-25 23:52:52]
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Re: Outcarcerated (User Rating: 1 )
by car21221 on Sunday, 27th November 2005 @ 09:52:21 AM AEST
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pretty good i thought it is so true of life today and our government slipping on their duties


Re: Outcarcerated (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 27th November 2005 @ 10:20:46 AM AEST
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*Is glad to live in canada* While :S we may not be much better. An honest and truthful write. It seems a lot of things have been becoming worse lately. No one seems to really care anymore though.

-Cassy


Re: Outcarcerated (User Rating: 1 )
by justme03 on Monday, 5th December 2005 @ 02:16:03 PM AEST
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great poem! i love it totall shweetness




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