Friday, September 28, 2018

The Future of Texas is in Prison - poem

Lawrence Hall
mhall46184@aol.com


The Future of Texas is in Prison

A class for correctional officers
at the local community college

Thirty-six-thousand a year to begin
No education or experience required
The recruiting posters are pretty, though:
Handsome young people uniformed in grey

But the poor sergeant can’t control his class
His students have their cell ‘phones and their ‘tudes -
“Tell Momma to pick me up like I said!” –
Slouched in their seats or wandering the halls

While dozing over her own telescreen
A fat corporal yawns by the soda machine

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