JAIL

Sitting in my apartment one hot summer day
Made some angry phone calls
Because I thought I had something to say
Soon after I heard a knock on my door
Two policeman walked in I could not ignore
They asked my name and if I was insane
I said my name is Joe
They said turn around you are under arrest
Its time to go
I was scared but curious to find out
What jail life was all about
For the first couple of days all I did
Was sit in my green cement cell and pout
I was moved to General Population
I met a Preacher, An Embezzler
A Bank Robber, Men caught selling drugs
Even some legitimate Hard Core Thugs
They all told me not to be ashamed
Everyone cries in jail
Relax stay calm with luck
Someday someone will post your bail
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Thanks for the comment the poem is about my friend named Joe who I visited in jail.