Staring at the Wall
By CW I was warned there’d be times like these But nothing could’ve prepared me for Dr. Swartz Who comes around once a week Peeking in my cell like he…
Read MoreThe Tears of a Prisoner
By AR When I weep, I weep for those of us who’ve, as a result of our own whims, paid the price of our freedom. I cry for those of…
Read MoreBody of Words
By DM Call it what you want, I’m going to call it how I feel But one thing we all know is I’m going to keep it real I believe…
Read MoreIs It Too Late?
By DH Is it too late to save my soul from its evil flesh? Without causing me harm or laying me down to rest? Because my body has led me…
Read MoreYou Can’t Judge Me
By DJ You got me all wrong I’m not a bad person My looks can’t tell my actions My choice of words Doesn’t mean I don’t have a good vocabulary
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