three yearsA Poem by m.s.earlya tribute to merle haggardfreight train whistles moaned and called to a boy in dirt poor america away from the financially oppressed to three years in san quentin learned lessons from old cons of success in the bad ways of men and then a crack in the monotony curious how it would come off and herded us cons in front of our guest a seminal moment in san quentin prison suffering the truancy sentence of a child an awakening, a redemption of sin and years later in the faces of thousands he sang to his mama's good name and maybe a weight lifted from his chest after three years in san quentin
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