Poem By Radi Junior

Clunk, clunk, clunk
The boy wakes up, looks at him,
Shouts, 'Shut up! or I'll hit you the next time.'
The man's eyes were a red never seen.

Clunk, clunk, clunk
The boy did not mean what he said,
'The man has no sense of it', he thought,
'He is handcuffed with my bed.'

Clunk, clunk, clunk
The patient besides wakes up,
Punches on the addicts face, Thud! Aaakh!
'Stop pulling the handcuffs! '

This works, it's silent now
Back to sleep the boy should go.
Another night in the hospital
Of the Central Prison.

(October 13,2010)

Comments about Sleep

Hmm! this from previous experience?

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