This is a realistic horror about what the consquences are to crime.
You always go in one way and come out another, hardened by the criminals you do time with.
Society itself punishes you, hardens you and slaps you in with a bunch of convicts who know the rules of the game.You then become aware that you either do or die and inevitably become an even worse criminal than what you were when you went in, straying from all pupose, leading you down the devils path of enlightment.
Perhaps you know someone like this,or have a family member like this, or even been there yourself but obviously, no one ever likes to admit it......I wrote this for my brother.
I have had quite a few responses on this poem given its subject matter,on the site itself as well as networking sites that I submitted the link to and some of the responses are those who served time,some of them hard time like my bro and none of the responses I got were bad so I must have did something right when concerning this poem....
Within the depths
Of an earthly hell
One that bears his name
Owned by him
Shackled and chained
Signed and sealed
In his domain
You let him in
You opened the door
But the day has come
To settle the score
The mirrored image
Reflects a hard cold beast
Signed and sealed
Your life is leased
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