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The only way that you can
Feel good about yourself
When you go home at night
(And oh! What a home that must be!)
Is to convince yourself
That I am less than human, or
That I am not human at all.
The only way that I can
Safeguard my heart
As I languish in this place
(And oh! What a place this is!)
Is to realize that you have lost something,
And to pity you (perhaps)
And to pray for you (can I really?)
And to understand that in dehumanizing me
You have only hurt yourself.
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Written while spending two years in “pre-trial detention” for a crime that never occurred.
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