Three Poems by A.A. 15 yrs old, South Carolina Bio: I was born and raised…
She is in Jail
by: SR
She is in Jail
I can hear her crying
She wants her kids and family
Tears of horror run down her face
She says to her self “I am stupid”
She is in Jail
What did she do?
Her kids wonder the samething to
Where are my kids going
I hope they sure safe
Is this life or death
Or is it an easy case