100 OTHERS

 

Prison is

And always will be

A place and time

Done by me

 

But I’m not here

All alone

There are others

Here that roam

 

Living in cells

Built for two

A bit of others

Spills on you

 

Try to keep

Your inner peace

While others plot

Your peace they fleece

 

Head held high

Will get you thru

Forget the others

Just do you

 

Outside we’re all

Son’s or brothers

Inside prison

I’m like 100 others

-Peace

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