Best Doing Time Poems

Thirty days hath September, April, June
November and anyone...
over the speed limit. 

 © Harry J Horsman  2011...

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Thirty five years ago I met a man in the coffee shop.
 He told me that he had been coming here for thirty five years. 
I smiled at him and said really?
That was my first time.
Thirty five years later I am still here in the...

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I have faced death many times
How, I escaped its grasp ?
Simply,  can't be defined
Someday, I know, it will be, my time
But until then, this fragile life is mine

I know the clock is ticking
It will,  'till I take my last gasp
But for now, I'll...

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As I read each word on every line,
that he wrote from a hell doing time,
my heart hurt so deep inside,
how many tears has this mother cried...

He talked about how he hurt those he loved,
and all those days I didn't know where he was,
I could tell...

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I try to live my life free from worldly fetish
At times I experience a lot of mental anguish
I’m stuck in a mental prison, feeling delusional
Imagination running wild, maybe I’m just emotional
As if being punished for an unknown crime
Living this life became like doing time
I’m having...

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I know I did wrong I committed a crime
That’s why I’m here just doing my time
Alone in a room behind a locked door
With stains on the wall and dirt on the floor
Four bars on the window there’s not much to see
For breaking the law looked...

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Doing Time With Love

Like a raisin in the sun
Time is its own enemy.

Encountering love on its battlefield
It ticks away with ageless accuracy.

Eternity knows no boundaries;
And love is infinite....

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As I sit alone in my cell 
My mind starts to dwell 
On the fact that I’m still here 
Trapped in my own hell 

Alone and imprisoned 
By my own fear
As I continue my sentence 
Year after year 

My own prison I've built 
Out of...

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On a dark and rainy afternoon
Whence I’d been sentenced to my bedroom
For my crime of failing to take care
To not be a pain in my mother’s derriere 
As it happens, I was a lad of six
Full of mischief and annoying tricks
Apparently, I had failed to...

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Doing Time is not easy but it's something that I gotta do/
Survival of the fittest so this how I gotta move/
I'm not the strongest so I got a lot to lose/
Pound for pound round for round I got a lot to prove/
Every night I go...

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Sitting here day after day wondering and dreaming of what i left behind. 
Not being able to communicate with the outside world. 
Waiting and hoping for a visit or a call. 
The days and nights seem to be lost forever. 
Longing to see you or...

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don't be bought
you might get caught
don't be blind
there trouble of all kind
its a crime
might you to do too
it
DOING TIME...

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kept this in mind
and not lying
you committe
a crime
read the sign
you will be not free
you'llbe
DOING TIME...

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They can print money, when there’s a big dept
for us that’s a crime, and we’d end up doing time

It smells of baloney, with this concept
it’s for them to shine, so they can have their dime...

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