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I am a Italian Cherokee African American poet Vicentino Mason Italy I studied Munich Salzburg Augsburg Germany Mc Graw Kaserne USAF United States Armed Forces The Department of Defense creative writing fine art poetry literature folktale classic folklore writing short stories children books I also studied theology the study of saints of the Catholic Church Christian writing lyric's hymn's for The Believer's for Jesus Academy of American Poets also Poetry Soup of Marietta Georgia New Jersey writer's poet's slam of Chicago Poetry meet ups of Baghdad Iraq 1999 I begin summiting poems on poetry.com encouraged Montel Williams poetry contest for MS. survivors inspired by little 'Mattie' Stepanek the 7 year old disabled poet fighting for his life I was given commendations awarded best poet 5 years in a row completed 4 anthologies of poems recently Ernest Hemmingway home Key West Fl. Robert Frost poetry contest ....

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Fbi investigation
30 year drug operation 1984 ongoing
Special agent Leroy Heimbach Chicago Milwaukee
Special ahent Paula brand Chicago fbi
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fidelity bravery and integrity was my whole life
wearing wires pregnant for the fbi being brutally
beaten by my spouse my life was never my own
completely planned I wept in silence managing
to smile through bruises when agents arrived

my children riding in the back seat I guess one
would say I was married and faithful to the bureau
finally crawling clawing away from my abusive husband
as years passed i remarried an yet still wearing wires
pregnant for the fbi still investigating police corruption

cops selling drugs ongoing 20 years new husband
same abuse but why i would soon contact the fbi
in tears my new husband was trying to kill me
he was involved in drugs p*rn strange behavior
on an island as i experienced a twisted severe form

of identity theft to my surprise fbi agents hired these
women as honey traps to infiltrate the marriage
murder me conceal the fact they wired my womb
at the same time recruit a new wife for my husband
selections from Jamaican Mexican Canadian strippers

the fbi assisted him and over 7 mistresses funding
hotels motel stays breeding like wild horses *ss*s
stalking me threatening me bullying me demanding
i remain silent emotionally cripple shattered i did
until the domestic violence escaladed i feared for

my safety as well as the children suffering ptsd
at least five of the woman became pregnant
including a female fbi agent threatening calls
the fbi helped my husband conceal the adultery
conceal the b*st*rd children intimidation controlling

fear shame abuse the domestic violence exploded
my husband brutally attacked the children and i
the fbi cared more about laundering my husband
human cargo drug p*rn operation than protecting my children
and i this resulted in a car bomb in my face my

punishment for alerting the bureau to silence me
once and for all as i lay in a coma female agents
began extorting my brain injury claim money
laundering this criminal empire of corruption
that infiltrated my marriage recruited my husband

loaded him to kill his entire family extorting blackmailing
a horrid emotional mental cruelty the female agents
taunted me by sending calendars from Arlington heights
keeping record of my brain injury my mri's x-rays thrilled of
how much money they received of my personal injury claim

operation domestic violence aborted

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I stood there helpless desperately trying to decide
which one of the children to be sent to hitlers camp
it was quite clear the germans wouldn't allow us all
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I love the way you look at me
I feel it from inside
Without a single word you say
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Looking back now I wonder
I want to analyze every breath, word, move cry
I want to analyze his every good-bye.
I will never know if there's
something I could have done
I will never understand why
He felt like he was on the run.
He was such a good kid,
So powerful and true
everyone loved him
there was so much he could do.
I want answers....
I want facts...
I can't handle any more rumors
There's no turning back.

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Tonto! HOW!
You make good sense!
Riding partner big problem.
Do you know Souix?
Promise me protection.
Golden Child did us both.
I watched her show the captain the tricks.
Your partner "hunting noon feeding time"
was standing right there too!
I think the seas are going to get stormy
Golden Child and two sisters on pony
follow practice to deceive.

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the german luger p38
replaced with the

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you see it's about the luger
corrupt political leaders hires
a mexican violent offender
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no more corruption
no more monies laundered
from my traumatic brain injury
no more free rides for filthy
corrupt officers choking teenagers
to death excessive force
no more brutality transferred to nypd
no more turning thee other cheek
while political leaders release
violent offenders mexican immigrants
to execute decorated officers
no more violent offenders
early released to stalk threatening
intimidate fbi informants and non violent youths
no more identity theft
no more fear no more panic attacks
no more dirty officers
resigning from the force to become
brutal prison guards killing inmates
no more wires around my womb

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looking to the skys i hear the sighs
as the department stores elevator rides
stopping on the wrong floor with the wrong
soul against the wall withering away the only
senseless thing to do is to return to the
drawing board and listen and love for the
righteousness emerge from a darkened place
mustily tattered and yet ready to gain the
gifts from god as no greater pay than the
lord fine pension for a sure dimension as life
calls to the free to create a mess as the
ghetto flies scream for redemption and offer
to give an offering as the tides corrupt the
city and yet freedom becomes a flight not
just for the birds it's for the children who
are caught in the cross fire not in the line
of fire an yet feel the pain of the wrath as
we walk by faith not by sight as the looking
glass unfolds while the hour glass shatters
you right back to that starting point in time

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