Monthly Archives: October 2018

“Why Doesn’t The Sun Shine On Me” collection by prison poet Exile

“Why Doesn’t The Sun Shine On Me”
By: Exile
It’s a lonely day and the sun isn’t shining on me as I sit behind these bars. No one seem to have compassion or humility toward the incarcerated. So many forget about me, leaving me in this darkness that consume my presence. It seem that prison is contagious because no one wants to assist a brother in need. It’s hard to feel warmth and sun rays from this cell I call my home. As an outcast my heart is crush by I refuse to lose hope. Because whatever is waiting on me just as the sun rises the next day. Faith is in my corner, truth is guarding its place. Hope has made me face each day. I know truly someone out there wishes for me to see the sun shine. But today isn’t that day, I won’t lose hope so as this falls upon your lap, give me some thought. This is just a reminder because we move so fast and miss so much. Yes, the sun isn’t shine on me but in the future, it will be.
“Can You Hear The Walls Cry”
By: Exile
Imagine you can feel the pain that comes from behind these walls. Silent are some if these walls could talk, emotions are stall. So intense is the distress that can be felt from the floors. Groans from the poor soul that has lost focus and control. Left to handle the stress which caress my heart at the door. And everyday the guards inflict more wounds to my core. Loss to this weary world, can you hear the cries from my walls. No one cares, I am a distant memory that all. So with poem I hope it open your eyes to let me in your arms.
“Truest Thought”
By: Exile
My truest thought was held inside of this cell, definition of pain written on my heart scroll, silent cries emerge from my tattered tortured soul, misery invaded and stole my loved residing place, it caused my entire to suffer and ache, loved ones abandoned me when I need them most. Envy could’ve been my company but pain was more close. Pain has truly given my life an overdose. No mercy dwells in trials and tribulations, constantly dealing with incarceration while time keeps me conseal in its shadows. Allowing me to appreciate life, love, and freedom to the fullest and also to see who really was sincere in my time of need, hated, despised neglected, mostly forgotten was things I received. With few choices and not many options, hurt encraved deep in the depths inside of me. A maze of misery with no map, guide, or light to remove this darkness I see. Long gone are the thoughts I cherish so much, in their absence is this cell which has bind so many of us. 
“In Life”
By: Exile
Some things in life can’t be tested by time 
Even inside of this cell I can speak my mind 
Because so few blossom like the fruit of earth
Yet behind these bars you fail to know your worth
So many left to rot on the vine. So many left to rot on the vine. 
But in their absence I call you mine. 
Yes the labor of the harvest outweighs worth, because I paid attention only to lust. 
You are reason I can awake and trust
Hot so your value, it exceeds degrees, even though you feel far away I feel your touch.
In this life I live I only have so much.
“Jungle”
By: Exile
This jungle that has me trap, with no way to escape.
I am force to suffer and humble my state. 
So many hard lesson that have confused my common senses.
I refuse to let these bars steal my confidence.
Beyond this cell I can be a person of interest.
Yet I let so many small things pull me in a ditch.
Every time I seem to gain some ground a distraction causes me to relent.
In this jungle call prison I have to be cautious or be forced to commit. All thru this jungle it seems I go thru stages like this. The only thing that will bring joy is being on the other side of the fence.

An Appeal by a Transgender Prisoner for Unity

Valdosta State Prison is fully out of control. On August the 8th 2018 an inmate killed another inmate. It has been a very hot summer here, so much violence, stabbings, so many deaths this year and the year is not over! The problem is people incarcerated are not understanding it’s time to set aside the hate, envy, beef with each other this is a time we as human beings need to come together no matter what gender! Unity is strength, unity is love, unity is hope, unity is completeness, unity is correction, unity we will stand, get answers. Without doubt in prayers this is from a heart that have been trouble so many years of incarceration. Divided we all continue to fall no matter what beef you have with another, come together is foremost going to get better results! Stop killing each other! And fight, confront reality and be a source of empowerment to each other! One another stand for what each them all tiny, small, or else it’s going only get worser! Divided we fall. Recognize or get recognized
Written by my pain and long struggles by chance tears reach its destination as I am fully transgender seeking hope, a new growth, I’ve been incarcerated 19 years totally this journey has been a war, still is a war.  Never accept defeat despite our incarceration or color. I’m talking all humankind in best regards. I am a beautiful person in caged within behind these walls. If there’s anyone that would like to write me please do. In all due respect I’m here I solely exist for the poor, blind, and the foremost anyone.. True.. 
In best regards,
Loyalty 
Never forget loyalty 
Never betray another..
Recognize 
or get recognized
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Bound by Chains

Bound by chains, trapped inside this script called prison where the story never end. Where so many turn their backs on you and even forget the word friend. This is not hatred flowing through my pen, it’s truth that so many bend. Trying to rephrase words into what you want to stand. But hold on be easy I come in peace! I want you to comprehend. Don’t confuse my words because I am behind this fence. I’m loyal, dedicated, honest, and entitled to at least on matters that exist. Let me be the one to say I am ashame of my friends presence because of what most of them represent. Still bound by chains but respect goes to the stranger who listen to this.

By Exile

Imagine that you could conjure anything in your mind or cell. Would be a book, freedom, a woman, or money to help you stay in confine. With a book you only read it so many times. Freedom is priceless and precious but it starts in the mind. Money is a key factor however in prison, it’s a stressor that make you blind. How about a woman, a helpmate, someone you can relate to or express your mind. All of these sound good but one definite choice down the line. So as I close and bid you goodbye I’ll leave you this thought on why.

Charles Allen 1105887-D-1-231

Hays State Prison

Unity

Unity in these times is a necessity. Families are constantly being separated. And a fatal destruction awaits our communities without the efforts to unify. As we grow in institutions that contains disunified groups. But before I go any further you should have a clear understanding so I’ll specify. (The institutions are our communities and the disunified groups are our families.)
Now as we grow in institutions that contains disunified groups will allow some to stray and cause many to fend for their own. But if we build to change and develop unity our families it will lessen the high probability of the youth to fend for their own, which will give them a chance at avoiding being another statistic. I grow up in a very dysfunctional family most on drugs or caught up in the street life is what we call it. It consists of illegal doings and violence. Which is where I felt right at home not because of what I’m used to, but because there was no unity nor a sense of care amongst my family. So I strayed on a journey in search for something I knew existed but never had. Now I’m facing a life sentence plus five for the lack of knowledge and my curiosity for things that should have been provided to me during my childhood. But because of division I became a statistic. No education, and hardships through mass incarceration. Unity is important because it will bring the teachings, the love, care and etc. I see it as if we’re unified as a whole it itself will bring change upon the community (so let’s unify).