15 Years and a Story ~ Inmate Poetry

15 Years and a Story ~ Inmate Poetry

A poem by my incarcerated husband. (Republished)

Fifteen Years and a Story 

I didn’t ask for these fifteen years 

but I got them anyways 

The judge had the last word and the last say 

Now I’m in prison 

I got people telling me what to do, how to do it, and what to do it with 

For the next twelve hours, even with the next shift! 

This don’t make no sense to keep me locked up and confined 

This is crazy Fifteen years is a lot of time! 

I sit and think 

In my cell 

Asking what the heck?

 What the hell? 

This ain’t fair

 This ain’t right

 I feel I lost my way,

 I lost the fight 

I hate this world 

I hate this place 

If I don’t watch what I say I’ll get sprayed with mace 

I have a long road to go I’m not alone

 Can’t you see? 

I have my wife 

She is riding with me 

There will come a day 

When I will be set free 

I’m gonna go home 

And be together with my wife and me

Mikey Love
©2018

 

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