Free Minds
As my thoughts escape and illustrate stanzas through the
ink of my pen…
I can feel the chains being removed which held them within…
No longer am I confined by ignorance …
I am now intellectually vigilant, vividly envisioning all that’s depicted …
No matter how encrypted or scripted …
Gifted!
In the Name of Allah
I asked Allah for a rose,
he sent me a bouquet….
I asked Allah for a minute,
he sent me a day….
Life of Numbers
I sit in a six-sided box, 259 cinder blocks encased to hold me physically captured.
In my isolation, my 2 windows offer 2 different views.
1 for the inside and the cells don’t change, only the occupants face.
And 1 for the outside where the scene doesn’t change, only seasons, night and day.
A Key
This is not a poem
It’s not a sonnet
It’s not a written piece of verse
It’s not a prose inscription
Arranged poetically
It’s not an essay of few words
Nothing to Hide
All this wasted time in a federal prison
I didn’t take the cotton out my ears and put it in my ears and listen
This isn’t the way to spend life, I won’t do this anymore
I’m still young and there’s a lot of positive things I haven’t done before