I thank the bonds people for letting me pay the next day
I bless them as well they deserve a lot of praise.
It is not easy being in the inside—
Feeling a lot of despair
we need a lot of more people on the outside that care.
Yes on the outside that can change the tide—
make it easier for inmate to get out
make them have a little more pride.
Before all hope is lost and they feel tossed aside.
The longer they stay in the rights they are denied.
They ended having to take a plea
a plea of being guilty.
Guilty to something so benign
it ends up ruining their employment
in a future time.
Making their life spiral
more out of control,
They were never taught
how this would affect them so.
Maybe we should teach them in school
especially at risk children who might
think crime is cool.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem