NIGHTMARE IN FEDERAL PRISON

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NIGHTMARE IN FEDERAL PRISON

Another day in this crazy place,nothing but time & space.
plenty of room to pace & retrace the steps, that landed me.
in a room full of unchained meoldies.
petty threats,grown children,cold food,rude attitudes.
dirty mouths,eyes sewn shut,caught in a rut,ciggerette butts.
snithching on eachother to the cops,big city blues.
remembering the days when we looked 2 the future.
now its the past,how long will we last?
hot air fills your lungs & lies constipate ur mind.
controlling us through a tower with guns pointed at our head.
yet we see the light,ever so bright,united we fight.
to be wrong is right.
nothing from yesturday will count for tomorrow.
yet what we do today will change our future.
they say time heals old wounds,but bruises lead to scares.
our dreams seem too far to reach.
security breech,teflon leech,lying in wait.
my time has come a second too late!!!!!!!!!!

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Poetry is what is lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

firecracker’s Poems (28)

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TICK TOCK 1
NEWS AT 5 2
PRODUCT OF A DISEASED MIND 0
STREET DREAMS 0
GHETTO MENTALITY 0
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME 0
LISTEN 0
TWO SHOES/PRESTON 0
REALITY:DEAD WOMAN TALKING 0
DEAR BRANDY 0
TILL DEATH DO US PART 0
LULLABYE 0
NOTE TO SELF 0
SAYS WHO? 0
CONSTIPATED COMTEMPLATED 2
EMERGENCY 911 0
SHIT OUTTA LUCK 2
TALE OF THE HOES 1
ARE YOU WORKING FOR THE MAN? 1
LIMELIGHT 0
DO THE MATH 0
BROOKLYN-CLIP 1
PRACTICE WHAT YOU PREACH 0
NOTE TO SELF 0
TOO REAL!!!!!!!!!
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1
WELCOME TO MY WORLD 0
A MILE IN MY SHOES 0
NIGHTMARE IN FEDERAL PRISON 0