" Do you know what makes prisons disappear? Every deep genuine affection. Being friends, being brothers, loving, that is what opens the prison, with supreme power, by some magic force. Without these one stays dead. But whenever affection is revived, there life revives."

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Frozen Time, by C.D. Nelson


                                                 


 
Frozen Time
 
 
A minute takes an hour
an hour takes a day.
That`s how the time goes by
when you`re locked away.
The sun never rises
therefore it never sets.
For us time seems frozen
sitting alone in our regrets.
Each day like the last
in places such as these.
Forgotten by our family
ignoring all our pleas.
Dragged to the edge of sanity
by days with no end in sight
Creating ways to get us through
to the long and restless night.
Our minds spin like carousels
full of brightly colored horses
Pick and choose rumors to believe
as we consider the sources
Hopeless feelings of despair
emotions come on strong
so much time to sit and think
of where it all went wrong.
 
 
by C.D. Nelson, Mineral Wells Unit, TX
source: The Echo, April 2013

Monday, June 3, 2013

Texas Highway 202...by Thomas Shows

Texas Higway 202

There`s a place in Texas on Highway 202
A place you need to avoid whatever you do
If you arrive on a bluebird that cannot fly
You have ridden a bird that has made grown men cry

You will be cuffed to a stanger when you take that ride
On that bluebird with a cage and two toilets inside
When you see tall fences topped with razor wire
You`ll realize you`re in a neighborhood no one should desire

They`ve got guard towers that look out over that place
With a walkway on top where the guards always pace
Guards in gray will meet you at the main gate
Once it`s closed behind you, it`s already too late

Then they`ll get you off the bus and make you stand in line
Tell you to strip to see what they might find
Then they give you boxers that go way past your knees
next you`ll see a doctor who`ll check for any disease

You`ll finally hit a dorm in a bout a week or so
you won`t really know, it`s just when they say "pack and go"
In each dorm there are bunks all along the wall
with a row of plexiglas windows facing the picket and the hall

When you finally see committee and are evaluated about a job
everybody hopes they don`t hear the words "hoe squad"
So if you ever have to travel down Texas Highway 202
Pray you`re not going behind those gates whatever you do!

Thomas Shows, Gist State Jail
source: The Echo, April 2013