Chilling and gray
Locked down
Twenty-three hours a day
Stretched concrete
Twelve by eight
Windowless
Sheltered from society
A few for years for many
For some
Convicts for life
An inescapable nightmare
Tears apart mens' dreams
Of a better life
Doing nothing
But time for their crimes
Some admit guilt
Few innocent
Workout and a shower
Return to their cells
To end time and fate
Solitary
Confined
At the 'Shoe'
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