SEPARATED FROM SOCIETY

Once a free happy man enjoying the outdoors Surrounded now by jail bars that don’t bend Inmate correction to society A life that totally went apart, and have no name but a number A place an inmate lives and slumbers Among the multitudes of other inmates A Heaven’s sake No money nor a dime This is what you get when you commit a crime Behind the jail cell an inmate could lose their mind No windows showing a view Jail time to pursue No family wants to be bothered in contact No fact as it is just like that Prison is no place one should be Take it from an inmate No luxury to see Attitudes high Fights often break out An inmate must watch their back as they move about No decent food to eat No changing of clothes only what the jail provides Correction Officers look the other way in being estray Inmate voice Having no choice.