"Live then, beloved children of my heart, and never forget that, until the day God deigns to reveal the future to man, the sum of all human wisdom will be contained in these two words; WAIT and HOPE." -The Count Of Monte Cristo
A composer reveals himself through his work. To suggest, engage and create an illusion through any type of text, invites an intense interest in things that matter.
I recall making my life's choice in the summer of 1967. It was a choice that would abruptly end the childhood of four young boys; myself and three best friends, and push us into a world of violence and abuse.
I recall the painful acts of evil and the journey of overcoming them in many pages I keep close to heart, but far from my mind. I call them; SLEEPERS.
While it is normal in the course of growing up to have lapses in judgements, our errors always seemed to carry a deadly price.
Prison Industrial Complex #occupysanquentin
Sexually Abused child.
Sexual abuse in genogramThis became apparent in that summer when our "harmless" prank ripped the future from one young man's family, and left another clinging to his life. To this day I have no idea why we done it, but we would all pay a price.
All we could do was wait for the consequences that our choices would unveil.
A young man's mind is molested, hounded until all he saw was a guard's face, al he heard was a prison whistle, all he feared was to break an unknown rule. 12 gruelling months in a prison for boys. Each passing moment awash in a darkness that promised no rescue.
Inmates, as tough as they acted, would cry themselves to sleep at night. There were other cries too, these different from those filled with fear and loneliness.