“Behind Bars”
By: Still_Remain

Life behind bars, seeing peoples faces full of tats and scars,
Praying and peering out the barred window at the stars,
My eyes agape, in the cell I’ve seen men get raped,
Mouth taped so he can’t yell, as they pound him into shape,
I tried to get the guards but they just shut the door,
They don’t care if our faces are pounded into the floor,
It’s either life or death in here, death if you don’t join a gang,
And to be initiated they make you suck they wangs.
I’m found at night with tears streaming down my face,
Huggin the pillow I’m saddened at how the fight the races,
How many tears in jail I have cried I’m not sure,
But I wish outside I life I would have stayed pure,
I concur but is my girl still faithful…
Or will my return to her be all too painful?
I don’t wanna do something stupid to come back,
Or will I not be able to contain anger and crack,
It’s just so hard to start here when I’m alone,
God please help me, I just wanna go home,
Jail is hard; they feed you pure lard,
It’s disgusting; the exercise we get is playing cards,
So on my release date I am bleeding tears of joy,
Because the orange comes of, and I see my girl and boy.