Poem: 'SLO Justice (Al Moriarty Story)'

October 24, 2013 

Editor's note: This is a poem written by Lowell 'Tuesday' Henslin about his fellow inmate Al Moriarty. This is the original, unedited text.

I WALKED INTO A PLACE WHERE DREAMS COME TO DIE

MADE OF CONCRETE AND STEAL WITH NO VIEW OF THE SKY

THESE MEN LOCKED INSIDE HERE FOR COMMITTING THEIR CRIME

BUT THAT’S NOT ALWAYS TRUE, NO NOT ALL OF THE TIME

SOMETIMES LADY JUSTICE JUST FALLS ON HER FACE,

AND AN INNOCENT MAN IS THROWN AWAY IN THIS PLACE

SO PLEASE LISTEN CLOSE AND I’LL TELL YOU A TALE

OF A KIND HEARTED MAN WHO’S ASS LANDED IN JAIL

LOCKED AWAY FROM SOCIETY, HIS LIFE PUT ON HOLD

BEHIND BARS PAINTED GREY IN A CELL OH SO COLD

YET THIS “GOD FEARING MAN” KEEPS HIS HEAD HELD UP HIGH

THEY’LL NEVER BREAK HIM NO MATTER HOW HARD THEY MIGHT TRY

HE’S BEEN PUNCHING THE DEMONS, HE’S GATHERING THE LIGHT

WITH AN AURA OF DIGNITY, HE’LL NEVER GIVE UP THE FIGHT

AT 80 YEARS OLD, HIS TIME SHOULD BE GOLDEN

WITH CANDLE LIT DINNERS AND HIS SOULMATE TO HOLDEN

HIS ESSENCE OF NATURE IS THE “AMERICAN DREAM”

ALL TAKEN AWAY TORN APART AT THE SEAM

HE’LL REGALE US OF STORIES OF PLAY ON THE FIELD

HIS LOVE FOR CAL POLY AND HIS COURAGE IS HIS SHIELD

HE EXUDES SELF-CONFIDENCE THAT’S ALIEN UNTO THIS PLACE

WHILE HIS LAWYERS HAVE DONE NOTHING BUT SEEN THEIR TAILS

AND GIVE CHASE… J. NOBLE DAGGIT IS THE LAWYER HE SHOULD GET

FOR THAT’S WHAT HE NEEDS, A “LAWYER WITH TRUE GRIT”

WE’VE BECOME QUITE CLOSE THIS MAN IS MY PAL

HIS NAME IS “MORIARTY”, BUT OT ME HE’S JUST AL………

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