By Judith Trustone How is it in the land of the free
And home of the brave America chooses To spend $47,000 a year to incarcerate someone And less than $12,000 a year to educate a child?
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By Judith Trustone No trials by jury or extenuating circumstances
in this America. No safe schools, strong families or even clean air, water and food for the Children of Poverty, doomed at birth by the school to prison pipeline. By Judith Trustone Never having been in prison, the judge sits on the bench,
a political product whose job it is to maintain the status quo no matter the costs to humanity. By Judith Trustone Lining their pockets on the
Tragedies of the poor, The hurt people who hurt others, The Thrownaway People existing off the radar in the nightmare of Shadow America while those who are supposed to defend them drive around in Beemers and Mercedes, grabbing all they can of the American Dream By Judith Trustone On a planet consumed by toxic masculinity,
politicians' hunger for power makes them act en masse to lock up and throw away the keys for poor people who probably never voted. None, including judges and lawyers, Have ever spent even on day in the House of Corrections. By Judith Trustone Scrutinizing necklines,
fretting over hemlines, the prison visiting room Sex Police pounce on any signs of heterosexuality while totally ignoring homosexuality and rape. By Judith Trustone Visiting room gendarmes
snatch wigs from grandmothers' heads, peek into infants' diapers searching for contraband while the rest of us watch, simmering with silent rage at our shared humiliation. By Judith Trustone Sent away as a child,
nurtured on rape and violence, shaped by daily psychological torture by guards raised on hatred and racism, abandoned as hopeless, the child learns well how to fight to the death, a summa cum laude graduate from the College for Criminals. By Judith Trustone From the narrow slit they call a window,
he watches geese waddling in committed pairs, pigeons soaring over gun turrets and high walls, flowers blooming against those walls in a blaze of vibrant color in this place of Death, while he waits and waits and waits on Death Row. By Judith Trustone Public outrage at TSA inspectors,
patting down grandmothers, children and especially anyone with dark skin or wearing a turban, all in the name of Homeland Security. Did they get their training by the Department of Corrections? |
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