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Ex Con

Now free ,
But not of the tag 
that's tattooed on me.
The name (& stigma) linger on.
The dubious honour ,
of being an ex con.

Prospect of a good job ? Low
Rehabilitation ? So so
Forgive and forget  ? No , not yet 
A clean slate ? Maybe , after , a lengthy wait .

To many , You will always be known...
An ex prisoner who's served time .
An ex con , jailed for doing wrong
A leopard  (allegedly) never changes its spots.
Sure as night follows day
You're likely to re-offend again

- The statistics say so ...

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Chris Bond

Thank you ! It was inspired by a book I've just finished reading . Hoping you find some of my other work interesting and wishing you a good day :)

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Terry Kay

Chris,. Nice poem.  I like the way you approach delicate subjects.   I have noticed that with people sometimes it's only a matter of if you get caught.  ? Terry Kay

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Chris Bond

Hi Tina and thank you for your compliments re this poem , reading about an Ex convict inspired this poem and the tough challenge they must face to re-intergrate back into society ! Thank you for your kind words again , Chris :)

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