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Name: Ciro Louis LaBarbera
Date: 10/30/11
Message: God bless george..i pray for your release..i hope to have the honor and pleasure of meeting you one day and intent to read your books and poems..i am now a big supporter of yours and i am saddened by the way you are being denied justice in our own country..you served your time and paid your debt to society and deserve your release as to continue your life of helping people and writing..i wish you well george. godspeed

Name: lois debuono
Date: 09/13/11
Message: freedom for george now this sentence is a viscious scar on the face of america where is justice in this?

Name: annie harris
Date: 08/17/11
Message: God is the higher power,man will 1 day find this out and have to pay for all they done feeling that they have all power, i will want to stand before God blameless of doing unjust to someone.

Name: Mariano Benzo
Date: 06/26/11
Message: George, life's a constant fight be strong we are on your side. Steve is letting us know whats going with you. God Bless you George !

Name: Mike
Date: 03/29/11
Message: Free George, David and all the others.

Name: Art Cabrera
Date: 03/22/11
Message: I pray that George gets a second chance he desrves it .God bless you George

Name: Patricia
Date: 02/15/11
Message: It`s time! Free George!

Name: THE THOMAS FAMILY
Date: 01/26/11
Message: FREE GEORGE

Name: Melvin Perkins
Date: 01/09/11
Message: God will bless you. I will keep praying for you.

Name: DONNA BERSANI AZZARANI
Date: 12/29/10
Message: I do not know you - I am a friend of Steve's, (I grew up with him in South Philly), but from what I read you deserve a second chance. You have made good use of your time spent incarcerated. God knows what is in your heart. He is the only one that need judge you. I am praying that you get your second chance. Continue to stay strong. There are many people who believe in you what you have accomplished during the last 28 years. God Bless you

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BLAME Poor stars. Poor stars High, looking down alas she wont be found How she lived. How she dance Loves she had; the very meaning of romance She so enjoyed the spot, how true when it was such a bright stary night Poor stars. Poor stars And we search the land below Little did we know. One crushed her soul Told of ways, ways of long troubled days Told her lies with clover in her hair Told her she will always be his dear Poor stars. Poor stars These nights are but a bore Oh she was such a Heavenly lore She smiled after every kiss, no matter how breathless nor bliss She even had a laugh, up it traveled.....echoing, echoing as it passed Poor stars, Poor stars Will she ever return; must we burn and burn so bright; waiting for her one night? Her name doesnt matter; her being is the fame. Oh what a shame We poor stars......could we be the blame?



Terrible's End Terrible, there, the flowers I will never see Terrible, are the colors and sweet smells taken away from me Long are the night with myself and , long so long this continuous sigh Short are the memories of love, please oh Lord I must remember why My heart beats to a cruel drum, my heart wants, needs just a bit of sun Lips alone, arms so bare can it be never aday of sweat, care Oh where oh where are you my dear? Yes, terrible there is no hill to climb Yes, terrible this caged life of mine Terrible is all I know, like a blood river to flow and flow Terrible, there, the flowers I will never see Touch of the devil clamped down on me Touch of ways my my misery’s glee Touch of the devil need the moon and thee Soon oh soon I shall walk into a room Soon oh soon my lips will taste all that can be….. That fresh lace upon thee, wear it just for me.