Archive for April, 2014

Eye's Dream

Sunday, April 27th, 2014

For the last 31 years, I have eyes that see thank God. Of my eyes, the sights of things and where I’ve actually lived; I can not see far. You see for in prison there is no and never a far off horizon. Only wall and razor-wire fence, razor-wire fence and wall. My caged eyes […]

Cry Of Babes 2

Saturday, April 12th, 2014

…..Racing near a mounted officer; shots, bullets tore into him, knocking the officer from the saddle. Ally stands there, as the van’s door shot closed, yet, he saw others inside ….. children. He looks at the bleeding mother, the down cop, the cop’s horse, standing by nostrils flaring. Suddenly, the horse prances toward Ally, whinnies, […]

Cry Of Babes

Sunday, April 6th, 2014

The one window where the yellow glow of light comes through is barred. It aligns high up with many other secure windows on a tall gray building in lower Manhattan. Ally does not sleep, he knows that when they click off the light it is evening count . The ten o’clock bed-count that they have […]