Incarceration

I went to a place today.
They locked the door behind me.
I wore the uniform they gave me,
the way that they told me.
I sat where they told me.
Did the job they assigned me.
Ate what they told me
When they told me.
Exercised in the yard,
Twenty minutes on the grounds
When they let me, but still
Guarded, watched, directed.
Then marched single-file on
A line painted on the ground
With my fellows, who were
Silent, uniformed, exercised, watered
Like livestock.
I went to a place today.
They call it school.

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6 Responses to Incarceration

  1. thunderchikin says:

    Sidenote: one of my characters wrote that, not me (nope, can’t explain how I’m able to compartmentalize that).

    One of my own kids saw it in a draft and commented that it sounded like her school. She asked me to post it, so I did.

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  2. thatgirlygirl says:

    It’s AWESOME, D!

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  3. thunderchikin says:

    How sweet of you to say. I’ll tell my character.

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  4. newport2newport says:

    PROFOUND! Really great writing…please tell your character so.

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  5. thunderchikin says:

    He’s getting the big head now.

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  6. professornana says:

    D:

    WOW. I know so many schools where this is so true, unfortunately. I like this character. Hope to meet him or her one day.

    t

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