Lost Prison Poems

“Freedom is just another word for nothin left to lose.
Feeling good was easy Lord, when he sang the blues” ~ Janis Joplin ~

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In the visiting room evening's ebony is shellacking everything.
He sits across from me at the sable-shaded table, in shades,
pours black coffee pungent as the Gauloises...

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     Judged And No Jury

Justice is not just , but blind , as
Under your own sky , lives virtue ,
Dictators of...

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178 months, 129940 hours,
now only 10 minutes remain.
Sitting in cold eerie darkness,
he observes the rhythm of water drops, 
slowly wipes away streams of sweat
with his...

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Sitting in a void 
Staring at vacant walls, 
Imagining its myriad colors, 
Reminiscing about the binding brilliance in life 
  
Ah, the heart! 
Such...

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In my place nobody longs to die
but they don’t care to live their “like this”
In my place there’s echoes of silent outcry
enduring deaths slow burning...

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Love lives on the other side
It may as well abide
On another planet,
These chains on my heart
And my spirit behind bars,
I am far from touch
Exiled from...

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The Pace of Peace
Br-a-a-a-a-a-ang! Goes my morning clock!
And from my bed, I flew.

Off goes the sheets and into the shower...
brush my teeth, and eat...
I better...

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I used to enjoy the sunshine, lazy days by the sea
Now the sunshine is a prisoner too, in here with me.

Freedom was just a word,...

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In the depths of the Sunshine State,
Where tales of darkness resonate,
Lies a world concealed from the light,
The darkest side of prisons in Florida's sight.

Behind iron...

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from his rock he  sends out a deadly summons
  that calls  
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The bars of my cell are icy cold
I'll never see freedom is what I'm told
My destiny is an outsider looking in
Whenever I see her, she...

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1.The judicial system is on the verge of destruction.
2.It is on the mercy of dirty rich,corrupt & resourceful criminals.
3.Pakistan is a safe heaven for the...

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The quest for eternity (Jeff Bezos)

He awoke under the bed; it had been his birthday 
and had drunk champagne and eaten Danish pastry
He stretched, feeling...

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There are so many trapped
and tortured souls in this 
desolate place.
We are ghosts, screaming for freedom,
darklings, crying for light.
Never sure how to grasp onto
something invisible,
without...

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