The Problem of Telmate in Poetry

There a thirty year old lady.

She wanted to call her boyfriend, Brady.

Brady is in prison.

Now a problem has arisen.

She is going into debt over the prices of phone calls.

 

Brady is in prison for twenty to life.

Because of this situation, his family sometimes cries.

With him, the lady conceived four babies.

The children want to see their daddy.

But they can’t without mommy paying dearly.

 

Life goes by in the blink of an eye.

To their father, they do not want to say goodbye.

He also wants to seem, too.

Time and childhoods pass by like the morning dew.

 

To these people, Telmate commits a dirty deed.

It comes from their greed.

They charge supernumerary for phone calls.

Between friends and family, they construct huge walls.

They strong arm people into handing out around $17 plus dollars for phone calls that last for 15 minutes.

 

Millions of Americans are in the same place as Brady and his family. In our civil, plentiful, industrialized society, there is a lot of Banana Republic type of stuff going on that common people suffer from. The ones who suffer the most are the poor and the ones who are not politically connected. The friends and families of people behind bars have the sense that the system is unfairly punishing them for no justifiable reason. For this problem to be resolved, there needs to be intervention, perhaps by the federal government, to keep phone companies and local governments from capitalizing off of people’s misery. A vast amount of legislation has been passed to regulate labor and work environments. Perhaps the criminal justice industry is the next field to consider when it comes to mass federal regulations. Sometimes, people and individuals will only be humane if they are held at the mercy of the laws.