RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Human Rights Violated


People milling around Madison Street Jail, waiting to be
reunited with loved ones and family.

Blatant rudeness abounding just inside the building's doors,
where officers think they rule the world within.

Violating basic human rights with their gigantic egos, all
the while hiding behind their little tin badges.

Purposefully attempting to ruin people's lives and hold them
at bay, tearing apart families, children and moral aspects of
life.

Every request in met with retaliation from ignorant people
placed in absolute power in public offices.

What can the only possible outcome be, except the ruination
of family as we once knew it.

Submitted: Monday, March 10, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, March 11, 2014

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