The Other Side of the Fence
Let me take you to a place where you are sentenced to learn,
And your deepest emotions are no ones concern.
Your head & face are shaved to a clean gleam,
And the only thing on your mind are freedom dreams.
No different color clothes, no different color mothers,
All you have now are white uniforms on cell mate brothers.
Your first day in you're mugged with strange looks,
By people who do constant push ups & read books.
You close your eyes & pray that it's a dream & you're in a coma,
Until you open them again to see & smell the prison aroma.
Your be is no longer a king or queen not even a twin,
But a 5'9 mattress & the width of a baby pen.
Your world no longer revolves around cars,money, sex & power,
But letters filled with love & visits from free world flowers.
Your emotions turn into metal to become stronger in this horrible thrilla,
As you & others are on a mission to turn skinny men into baby gorillas.
Through this period of time you have no one you can lean on,
So you fall to your knees & scream Jesus! please help me be strong.
In this type of world you can't have it your way,
So whatever lands on your tray is the meal of the day.
Breakfast,lunch & dinner is served at early hours,
No more private rooms no more private showers.
As day turns into night your stomach begins to grumble,
Your hoping a loved sends a few dollars to drop it to at least a mumble.
On one side you can get by with looks & charm,
On the other side you need Jesus & muscles to survive on a prison farm.
For those who've never been take heed & use good common sense,
Because you don't want to know what it's like on the other side of the fence!
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