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Poetry and Prose by Russell Wardlow

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Trauma

I’m off

October 12, 2020 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

I don’t feel good

or normal

unless something is wrong

“what’s wrong?”

ME!

“huh?”

what

“whats wro?”

EVERYTHING!

Filed Under: Love, Trauma

White Vigilante

October 6, 2020 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

Born on my own land

I am my own man

I have my own plans

because I make my own plans

I am a strong man

so I’ll take justice into my own hands

and you will have no chance

cuz I am mighty, I am barbaric, I am Conan

And this is my rights as a White Man

Vigilante justice

is just

mitigating what’s Just, for Us

and just for us in this White Land

Filed Under: Culture, Trauma

Everyone is a Felon

October 6, 2020 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

Either in conscience or act. The only line of difference is my color. Every so often that blaring line blemishes into humanity as a whole.

We see who we all really are, bottom lines and quotas, a bunch of living-commodities giving unlimited and unchecked power to our oppressors taking form as corporations, government and public servants sworn to serve US. But in reality, they subject us all pitting classes, colors and cultures against one another. Conditioning our minds of what’s right and what’s deserved with discretionary, mitigating factors, all the while hiding their motivations behind our constitutional, systemical, and institutional ideologies.

And the ad nauseum propagandized hope, equality and justice for all, cloaking racial biases which create caste systems for social control and concentration camps in the deceitful language of law and order- a legal basis to further limit and subjugate poorer proportions of our population- while alleging wrongdoing and color blindness in the pursuit of justice.

Making most believe that black people are just inherently bad, aggressive and lazy therefore, deserving of their abysmal despot and squandering fate because they are given enough handouts as is to be different and to be better. Having many believe blacks are assisted even more than most and should have no excuse but what then of the Spanish Americans and the damn near all but extinct Native Americans or is there just an inherent problem with all people of color- blacks being the worst.

Because through the colonization of this country the heaviest workload was fashioned on the backs of these now suffering and marginalized people, pitting all poor and working class whites against them just to perpetuate the established elite order and safe running of the few at the top.

Maybe my skin is the problem, but to me, all problems are a matter of perception and to this problem, my skin seems to be the answer. An answer that I will never possess being born this way but will always have to ultimately answer for. Labels are a slavery of words. Once color was first announced, then came class. To keep class intact, a constitution was erected. And to police the new terms of society, conditioning was educated. After the indoctrination process then history needed merit. So narratives changed to capitalize and culture was stolen to reinforce tradition over truths cementing continual subjugation, ignoring the humanity of ALL for survival and supremacy, justifying immorality for profit…felon!

Filed Under: Culture, Inside, Mercy, Trauma

What have you done for me lately

September 26, 2020 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

So I’ve noticed more police campaigns and commercials

advertising what they do for us

now that they are under scrutiny

using our tax dollars to promote support for them

the same understanding isn’t consistently extended

are we, the public, that they serve, also not due our sympathy?

politicians don’t really want police defunded

because they thrive on law and order and status quo

they need their class and positions protected and separated by law enforcement

or that would imbalance privilege

politicians and policeman want us to afford them room for growth and change

but they don’t afford us the same

SMH

uh, why do you have to remind us what you do for us

you must not have been doing it

Filed Under: Culture, Inside, Trauma

High Horse

September 21, 2020 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

You put me down

looked down upon me

saying, my place was down

well I killed your horse

and kicked it!

Filed Under: Inside, Trauma

Here-US

September 20, 2020 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

Nebraska doesn’t hear us

or they just don’t care

and no one outside of Nebraska,

gives a damn about Nebraska!

when our community gave testimonies at a town hall

in front of the states legislators

about police brutality

and the overpopulation of our prisons

as an answer to the city state and nationwide protests

the governor, Pete Ricketts

answered them by

proposing more maximum beds to be created inside the prison

which doesn’t push people out

but keep them inside of prison

since no minimum beds are being created

even though we are in a emergency capacity

and the mayor, Jean Stothert

she increased the police budget

AND

gave us an INDIGENOUS DAY!

you gotta be kiddin me!

Filed Under: Culture, Inside, Trauma

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Prose of a Con is a collection of Russell Wardlow’s prose and poetry written entirely behind bars. Through writings on family, spirituality, freedom, love, justice, redemption, and vulnerability, Russell seeks to show the humanity and hope of individuals like himself who are incarcerated.

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