Wrong On So Many Levels

implicated for a crime he did not commit

fighting an endless and hopeless battle 

unsure of who conspired aganist him

guilty of being black

innocent soul forced to be corrupt

mind racing and searching for relief

heartbeat slowing down

raped and tortued by inmates and guards

forced into a world where hell is home

wanting nothing but a fair trial

tears turn to rage while days turn to years

no visits no commissary thrown into confinement

four grey walls no bed naked and alone

marinating in feces while surviving on dirty urine

fed humility on a tray of spit and sperm

why does the system fail us

so many innocent lives wasting away 

living and lost on the green mile

once an everyday working man

now becomes a man's woman

violated in mid-evil ways

betrayed by his flesh and blood

wanting to end it all now

just to be free once again

living inside his world of what if's

escape is through his prayers

life leaves him to die a slow death

alone and afraid of what lurks outside

having to swallow more than his pride

looking forward to that fateful day

when the needle filled with hate

will slowly enter his veins

and take him away
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Dvorkis Avatar
August 13, 2009 at 1:24 PM
I love how you don't shy away from the gruesome details. Many people don't want to look at the corruption of the system and they especially don't want to know what life is like for the innocent they have ruthlessly put away for life. I wouldn't even know who this refers to, there are literally millions of examples to choose from, and that's just racism against blacks. The ending is very beautiful to read, last 3 lines especially drove the message home for me. -Yoni
Fraser Avatar
July 10, 2009 at 3:35 PM
Powerful write on reality Brandy, excellently worded>>James
Goff Avatar
July 5, 2009 at 8:01 PM
vivid images, Brandy, well done...jim
Orozco Avatar
July 5, 2009 at 6:08 PM
A poems of spoken fact! Amazing piece sis! - jeremia
Devonshire Avatar
July 3, 2009 at 4:12 PM
I fear there may be many wrongfully convicted people languishing in prison. Like the reference to the awesome move "The Green Mile." It was a good example of the type of injustice you describe in this powerful write, Brandy. Nice work! Love, Carolyn
Higgins Avatar
July 3, 2009 at 3:33 PM
This is another of your powerful truths that you display so well...fascinating piece of poetry my friend and you tell the horrors of this very well..the last line hits hard...well done.
Smith-Johnsen Avatar
July 3, 2009 at 2:58 PM
Oh, Megan- A horrible descriptive truth alive with one question. Why? Keep writing, girl friend. You have words that people wish to hide from. But they need to be said. And corrected. Keep writing. You have soupmail. Love, Dane
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