The Mirror – Poetry by Inmates

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I looked in the mirror and tried to see, The creation of wonder I used to be. But pale sunken eyes are starin’ back, Bags beneath, almost black. I see moles and creases where smooth skin was once a cover, And look, there’s even one ear higher than the other.... [Read More]

Live in Faith – Poetry by Inmates

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Promise yourself to be strong, that nothing can disturb your peace of mind. Look at the sunny side of everything, and make your optimism come true. Think only of the best. Work only for the best and expect only the best. Forget the mistakes of the past, and press on... [Read More]

I Did Not Die Poetry by Inmates

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Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not here, I do not sleep, I am a thousand winds that blow, I am diamonds gilt on snow, I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle Autumn’s rain, When you awake in the morning’s hush, I... [Read More]

Birdsongs

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It was a cold Tuesday morning and one of our two-yards-per-week opportunities. I contemplated briefly remaining under the warm blanket, as being stuck on the yard for the next two hours seemed less appealing, but as usual, the rare chance to walk through the open door was enough of a... [Read More]

Making an Entry into a Life of Faith

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If we do not make an entry into a life of faith, we will discover there are so many things we can be afraid of. We will fear crime, sickness, failure and the future. The list goes on and on. Fear will paralyze and destroy. Just look at the churches... [Read More]

Don’t Answer

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Be not conformed to this world. If you live like the world, you’ll be overcome by the world. It’s as simple as that. So don’t let the world squeeze you into its own mold. Instead, “be transformed” by the entire renewal of your mind. Overcome the world by having your... [Read More]

Are You Ready to Bloom?

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While in prison, I was given an assignment to clean and rake around a flower bed. While doing this work, I noticed a very ugly bulb on the top of a rose bush I was working around. It was dark green with brown and gray spots all over it. [Read More]