an Islamic friend was imprisoned
                                      
and is now threatened with deportation.
                                          
Omar can’t understand why I am a free man :

“You speak , write and act more radical
                                                       
than I ever have. I bet the F.B.I
                                             
has a thick dossier on you. “                                                     
                                                                                                               
                                                          

I request my FBI profile

so I can read about the times

I was beaten , tear gassed and
                                            
fire hosed by the police.   
                                                     
locked in the back of a squad car for hours.                                                                                              
       
picked up for questioning

when I was with the homeless or

members of the Peace and Freedom Party

                                                                                                              
protested , gave speeches and marched

against global warming and the Iraq War.                                                           

distributed and sent nasty letters and poems

to the White House including hundreds of post cards
                                                  
I made and distributed with a picture of Bushwacker
 
as a monster on the front , with the caption,

“Mission Accomplished : I Am The Worst President                                                                                                                                
in U.S. History”,                                                                        
                                                                     
and a message on the back calling him “a barberian , knave
                                  
and fool ” with a signed poem, “Drums of War”.
                                                                      
when I open my file , the results are sobering NOTHING.    
                                                                                                                              
my dangerous activity a fart in the wind.