Jail Time

"Freedom Beyond These Walls"

-Inspired by Rutherford Co.Adult Detention Center

I lay here hopeful, looking through this box, this window forever mindful of the freedom I once had, but 

now gone. Reduced to a mere number, price tag is high, expectations are low. Speculation, anticipation 

backwards liberation guilty by association, but who is really right when they write our rights, buying back 

borrowed freedom from a fickle system solely subjected to selecting new prospects and new mindsets, 

systematically. Psychological locks run strong in this business, oh yeah, we all walk, talk, eat and sleep

 

with controlled equality. Every movement monitored closely to ensure the complete control of 

incarcerated uniformity, but I refuse to let it take control of me, to let it take hold of me, my self-will, the 

only act of console with me. Now gone, what I once had, looking through this window forever mindful of 

that freedom, 

I'll just continue to lay here hopeful.