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© Luis Verduzco

Published: Oct 2009

Thoughts Of A Convict

Some day the gates will open,
and once more I'll be free.
A fact that makes me wonder,
"What will become of me?"

Have I a future awaiting me,
Such as the past I've known?
Will I be accepted by others,
or forced to walk alone?

Are there opportunities of employment,
for a man such as I?
Or will I have to sell dope again,
in order to get by?

What of the friends that I once knew,
but haven't seen in years?
Will they accept my friendship now,
without any doubts or fears?

What is there awaiting me,
When I go out of that gate?
Is there yet a chance for me,
or is it now to late?


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  • by Lori Romero, Denver Colorado
  • Mar 2012

I am a female who is out on parole. I spent 5 years of my life in prison for my crime. They said my punishment was for rehabilitation, but instead they just locked me away. I didn't learn how to be independent because the told me when to get up and when to shower or eat. They clothed me so I didn't learn the value of anything because all I needed was provided. When I got out it was even worse I didn't have the skills I needed to stand on my own two feet. The system is set up for me to fail. I am proud to say that I am still free with God's help and people who really care about me. So, in the end prison is just a place to separate you not rehabilitate you.


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