Prison Poem

Poem About A Prison Cell

I write lots of poems; this is one of my brother's favorites.

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My son has been sentenced to life for a crime he didn't do. Yes, I know you've heard this, but it's actually true. I've heard this from every attorney, the innocence project, everyone that...

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The Cell


Published: July 2008

Come in and take a seat, at long last we get to meet.

I know that you are here for committing a crime, so let's you and me do some time.

I've got some things I'd like to say, I will see you change from day to day.

The thoughts you will have, the things you will feel, I will be here for your every meal.

You will feel some sadness and you will feel alone at night, you will say "I wish that I were home," make the best of the time you've got, and let's hope that it's not a lot.

One day we will part, yes, you and me, that is the day they set you free.

I'm sure you want to know my name, it hasn't changed, it's still the same. We are both together in this man made hell.

Glad to meet you, I'm your prison cell.


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  • Nakia Walker by Nakia Walker, Dallas Tx
  • 5 years ago

I know you're hurting, and it feels like hell but soon and very soon you're going to be released from that prison cell. Youve been there for so long they call your name by numbers. I know you're not patient and ready to see your family the only thing you could do is think of the good sweet memories. Just keep your head up cause that cell has destroyed many people and you're not the only person that's new .

  • Bathurst Nsw Australia by Bathurst Nsw Australia
  • 8 years ago

My husband had never had a record, he's 40 years now, all because of this mental illness he has, which is a voice made him snap, so he took a hammer to the hospital, and smashed the nurses triage window that they sit behind, and treated them with a stanley knife, he's in maximum security in a lock down cell 21 hours a day, he even eats his meals in there, and gets let out for 1 hour after each one, I cry every day and more at night I'm up till 3.00 am until I started reading all these stories and poems and realized I wasn't alone.

  • Peggy by Peggy
  • 2 years ago

My son has been sentenced to life for a crime he didn't do. Yes, I know you've heard this, but it's actually true. I've heard this from every attorney, the innocence project, everyone that really knows him. I had an attorney tell me I hope you know everyone believes your son is innocent. My reply is, "And that's supposed to make me feel good how?" I don't know how he's done this day in and day out. I don't know how I do it being mom. I endure the same day in and out. I haven't been able to sleep in years. I can't sleep in the dark, afraid I'll go into a deep sleep and the nightmares will torture my very soul. I saw him today and we hugged, walked away, came back to hug some more, afraid that it will be the last time. My son is a Christian man and he will tell the story the exact way. He tells me, "Mom, I don't know why, but God has me here for a reason. I guess to minister to those around me." I say I guess so. He tells them his testimony. I tell God thy will be done. In his time, amen.

  • Noel Potter by Noel Potter, Danville KY
  • 8 years ago

You have written some very deep emotional poems that pass on the meaning of the hurt the loved ones as well as the person doing time feels inside. So many people can not understand what it is like because they haven't felt those feelings, so they find it easy to pass on judgment to those of us that have went through some thing like prison, jail, and even more so towards those who stand by those inside, they can not even come close to understand, thank you for sharing.

  • Janet Hebert by Janet Hebert, Michigan
  • 10 years ago

I have a son in prison, and I'm sure he can relate to this poem very well. Even more then I can. I'm a poet too, and I recognize the talent you have as a writer. Your poem says it like it is. Right to the point !! I like your work. Thank you for sharing.

  • Darla Lawrenceburg by Darla Lawrenceburg, KY
  • 11 years ago

My nephew is very young and in prison. Even though I'm his Aunt, we are very close in age and it's hard for me to imagine what it's like. This poem kind of put me there. I will be sending him a copy.

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