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Prison Wall Blues

Prison Wall Blues

The concrete walls,
The six minute showers,
The blocked up vents,
Time dragging for hours,
The morning comes,
You rise for the day
They unlock your door but itā€™s not time to play,
You rush for the phone to be fitter in line,
As you wait for the call to click over in time.
No answer this morning, so you hang the phone up,Ā 
Head for the yard with your green plastic cup.
ā€œYou canā€™t take that out thereā€, the officer says ,
So hurry up miss and No more delays.
You think ā€œyeah yeah Misterā€, Iā€™ve heard it before, so you head to the yard ,Ā 
Plastic cup at the door.
One hour of yard time , fake green grass at your feet,
You start doing laps wishing your back on your street.
So with 5 minutes remaining you pick up the paceĀ 
Like your on a big mission and not lost in space.
Looking at all the girls that your now surrounded by ,
Some you like , love or hate - thatā€™s not important and hereā€™s why ,
We are all just the same in some sense of all this,
In this prison here we are ,
Each with lives that we miss .
So no judgments , no critics no I am better than youā€™s ,
All us Wahine Toa , creating better decisions to choose.
I canā€™t sleep itā€™s late writing in this blue light ,
These words on this paper , writing deep into night.
The echoed chatter and laughter of this newly built wing ,
Hollow sounds of sadness of what tomorrow may bring.
Off to court with the officers , long hard trip in the van , handcuffs put on too tight -Ā 
ā€œEase up abit man ā€œ!
No bail the lawyer said , No more chances for youĀ 
So back off to prison but hereā€™s what Iā€™ll do ,
EM bail she says , ā€œNow you have a fair shotā€Ā 
Stood down for three weeks.Ā 
Ok , sure , thanks a lot.
So back here in prison
Definitely not where Iā€™d choose ,
We will meet again happiness,
Then Goodbye Prison Wall Blues !Ā 

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Bernie Martin

I like the picture of your poem as a sort of backdrop. You tell quite the tale here and in rhyme. It almost reads like a ballad, like it should be put to music. The first six lines set the scene brilliantly. Short, staccato lines to create just the right atmosphere. Reflected in your ending which reverts back to the short, staccato lines. A nice touch. I love the line "so no judgements, no critics no I am better than you's."Ā 
I confess I didn't know what Wahine Toa was. Great poem.Ā 

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Jessica Higgott

Thank you Bernie . Absolutely love your evaluation , Much appreciated . šŸ˜Š

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Bernie Martin

You are very welcome. I now know what Wahine Toa is. šŸ˜Š

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sparrowsong

Hello Jessica...

You feel bad for visiting because, you know they have to suffer a Butt Check when you are able to hold hands....

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

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Nine Eleven

Absolutely love this, it's too real. Welcome to cosmo, hope you find what you are looking for in this life. X

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Trinidad Catalan

Beautiful poem. I felt you rushing, and I am moving along with you. As everything in prison is dictated and boxed. Your rhyme is excellent and that plastic cup left behind is like a warning. Loved itĀ 

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Jessica Higgott

Thank you very much Trinidad . Much appreciated ā¤ļø

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