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Under the castle hid from all
The dungeon was dark, crowded and small
Held by our captors hid from view
Wasting away as prisoners do
The dungeon keeper was the most vile of men
Born and bred to punish our sins
Outside the children run and play
Lost in the excitement of a brand new day
My mind drifts back to my days as a child
Just a rambunctious boy with a demeanor so wild
As I grew older it was clear to see
The world was a playground waiting for me
I sought all its pleasures tasted its wine
Lost sight of my roots as I fell from the vine
As I reflect back on all I have seen
I allowed myself to become angry and mean
I gathered some homeboys my personal crew
And proceeded to do what men shouldn’t do
Then way deep in my memory I pulled up a name
Which, was followed by an ocean of shame
To eat of his fruit I had such a hunger
So I decided to no longer be a warmonger
Separated from my gang I walked alone in the halls
Hung my picture of Jesus on my cell wall
Fell to my knees and called out his name
And released from my soul an ocean of pain
That gave me the strength to write out my truth
Making me a man who protects the innocence of youth

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