Best Prisons Poems

Confined within the steep banks of a narrow mind 

is a cryptic river where men stumble in and go blind

They construct reinforced dams that hold them back

from accepting the candid truth;  white is not black

Like the slow moving current of a trickling stream

their thoughts...

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They kill a body and to prison go
Behind the bars with time they have to pay
A life that’s deadened with a life exchanged
So law and justice see the light of day

But tell me what of those who kill the heart
Who murder love and glibly walk...

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Impenetrable fortresses built from stones made of regret
reenforced with the concrete of mistakes we can never forget.
Confined within these walls only your guilt here shall dwell.
The cruelest prisons are the ones that we build for ourselves....

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I think about human freedom
I search for human liberty
I get none in human life
Humans have never carried 
Freedom and liberty in bags

In mother’s womb
Surely I see no freedom, no liberty!
In the womb- world humans;	
have eyes but not allowed to see
have ears but not  allowed...

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Take care not to slip
Into that dark tunnel
Where vision narrows 
And focus is lost for 
Fate often waits to funnel
Us into places where lives
Are often randomly tossed

Guard well your free will
Beware of false visions
Be master of your domain
Tho’ few really do…
And know that we all
Have...

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Prisons,
like slavery,
and economic and political prostitution,
are rooted in unfortunate histories
of criminal choices.

Criminal behaviors 
are rooted in revenge
and fear
and anger
and insanely aggressive feelings
of entitlement,
bad faiths in superior wants and isolating needs.

Retaliation
is rooted in blame.

Blame
is rooted in guilt.

Guilt
is rooted in shame.

Shame
is rooted in insufficiency,
poverty,
feelings of marginal value,
remedial...

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I know you are locked away behind real bars,
I never really know your scars.
I have never really been there,
But I know you live everyday on a prayer.
I just know my personal prison,
The life that some say is a life of indecision.
But really is a life...

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You can be proud of your city, home town or your village.
You can be proud of your home county and local heritage.
You can be proud of the school where you were taught.
You can be proud of the local pub, club or restaurant.
You can be proud...

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In Prisons Brimming With Their Tears And Lost Gold

Where does man heal his tired soul when old,
in black castles brimming with sad tears and gold?
Along rivers that ooze of his stinging dark pains,
imprisoned in shades of his misery and stains.

Lord knows we made our foul...

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In Prisons Brimming With Their Tears And Lost Gold

Where does man heal his tired soul when old,
in black castles brimming with sad tears and gold?
Along rivers that ooze of his stinging dark pains,
imprisoned in shades of his misery and stains.

Lord knows we made our foul...

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Impenetrable fortresses built from stones of regret,
reinforced with concrete mistakes we can never forget.
Confined within these walls only your guilt shall dwell.
The cruelest prisons are the ones that we build for ourselves....

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Prisons long for company,
Itching to swallow many;
One ruinous day and we are there,
In their confinement graduating to heir...
Simply an indictment mimicking a spear, 
Scarcely reckoning how to others we are dear.

One doesn’t have to be misdeeds haunted,
Our handcuffs not by our infractions prompted;
In deed any...

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Bricks and cement do not make walls for a prison
Only cruel minds and premeditation 
Is it not murder?
Is it not fraud and theft that locks one in?...

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Traversing veiled and hazy twilight sleep
My thoughts meander and begin to creep 
Through channels only visible at night
Unleashing fears kept harnessed by the light 


When faces reappear from deep within 
In shame, remorse enhances my chagrin
To face the truths of weakness hidden still
From those I’ve...

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Sun, moon, stars, and universe are captivations,
Scenes, sceneries, lands, landscapes are activations;
Like a child, at each lovely scene, I do wonder,
Today, to a certain concept, I surrender..!
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While third-degree punishments of severe beating,
Depriving prisoners -  of food, drink; ill-treating:
With piercing needles betwixt nail and flesh...

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