this is a face of worry..

the look I can't get outta focus..

the look who can't do anything right

in tune with his emotions

what keeps fighting for his way in life

while becoming one ounce of freedom

left inside a cell..where there's no

choice..no friends or lovers

no rescue 2 look forward 2

what wrote him back..as

criminal acts..outta order

for many who recognize this lost

victim with many people supportive

where a life of broken dreams

waited for his return as a system

locked up..perpetually my son..

what

can't control his anger

wrote his rights to being a man

with problems nobody cares about

but his own..God as I come to you

this evening..so tired..holding back

the tears,wondering who 2 blame

4 my son's conviction

all I can say at this moment..let

him learn from his mistakes know

that the only thing that worth

getting picked up again

is..don't..the prisons are filled

the time is short..life span won't

see u become innocent. again

this becomes the down fall

of contempt

where his life I wear in my heart

sickness in my stomach

pain in my chest

and disbelief

shows me negative

performance

the day he walked out that door

straight to the corner

where all hell greets him outta

nowhere

quick...fast..in a hurry

the

SLAMMER of

Conviction..

called me..just said

he's held at Kew Gardens

Court House

ask

Is this NATHAN'S MOM

I confirmed

just ask why..

they wouldn't go in2 it

I AM DISDRAUGHT'

bitter,

angry, hurt..HERE I GO AGAIN

I CAN'T BREAK

FREE

ARRIVES HOME 24HR

SWEEP CLAIMING

BLACK

AN ATTEMPT 2 SEE THROUGH

THE SYSTEM..

INTERROGATED 18HRs

PROBING

FROM NIGHT IN 2

DAYLITE

WHERE MY CHILD WAS FOUND

INNOCENT

SEND HOME

AIN'T THAT A BITCH

PEACE

SHEILA T JORDAN

CREATE