What is the point?
It doesn’t stop crime.
It doesn’t change behavior.
It doesn’t stop ditching.
It doesn’t keep people safe.
It keeps the world white as oatmeal,
And zero people in the world enjoy
Plain oats.
We put maple, cinnamon, apples, pears, brown sugar….
Anything in oatmeal to bring it some color.
And yet, bail.
Just wondering…..
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SickyBeat
Funny, perfect photo with this poem that ponders the imponderable existence of bail.
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Glad you appreciate it!
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