(Criminal X)(Poem)

Law
ain’t a shadow
of love.

Dogs.
Dogs.
Dogs.

That’s how men
in robes see us.

I’m never
a being
of future.

I
wasn’t a gangster
but a Gandhi
in the gutter
without a grandfather.

Heavens won’t hug us.
Hells won’t help us.


In
detention.


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