Prison Bars
Living Intelligently From Experience
A Path in the Lives and Experiences of People
as they affect many, taken from
lives past, lives now and lives that will be
This poem was an entry under LIFE along with some 34 others in the FCLE (Frank Collymore Literary Endowment contest. FCLEL001
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Penitentiary I had expected
one day might come Running with the gang, doing
all things dumb It started on the “Block” by
the corner street light Spread to stealing anything
we could access at night Outside I could walk on the
beach but no more No such pleasures when they
closed the door Barred from cell calls,
keeping dogs and driving to a movie A bar from a cold drink,
fast foods and who I want to see Rain on my face, a sunset,
the moon at night and the stars Send someone, please go warn
my siblings of these Prison Bars |
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