01/09/2020 - Poem a Day Compilation
Maybe they had a reason
Maybe they had a rhyme
Maybe they just didn’t think
And now they’re doing time
Their bad boy look was fake
Their gangster vibe a fraud
Their criminal credentials long expired –
It was more than they could afford
They’ve got no one else to blame
They’ve got to take it on the chin
They’ve got 25 to life to ponder
Why they threw their future in the bin
There’s a monotony in their future
There’s a shadow over their past
There’s an emptiness in their here and now –
Who knows how long it will last?
They could’ve been so much more
They could’ve used the brains in their head
They could’ve made something of themselves
But they may as well be dead
The gates that keep them locked inside
The walls that imprison them here
The guards that keep the peace each shift –
All feed a hate and terrible fear.
They wanted to be the big man
They wanted to be top dog
They wanted to be something they weren’t
Now they’re a name on a log
Someone tells them when to eat each day
Someone tells them what to do
Someone tells them who they’re bunking with
But they don’t dare say boo
They’re the small fish in a big pond
They’re just trying to stay alive
They’re in over their heads
And trouble could add five
Their lawyer did the best he could
Their record was less than sublime
Their life of freedom was at an end
The punishment fitted their crime
No one could dispute the facts
No one would disagree with the truth
No one fought the justice system
Because they screwed up their youth
Once they’re on the inside
Once reality settles in
Once the cold light of day shines down
They see the consequences of their sin
Maybe they had a reason
Maybe they had a rhyme
Maybe that doesn’t matter now
Because now they’re doing time
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