Prison’s supposed to be a time and place to get your shit together.
But thieves try to take your shit
Bullies give ya shit
Mouth off to the wrong guy and you’re in deep shit
You can’t take a shit in private
All your personal shit has to fit in 2 bins
Most inmates don’t give a shit ‘bout nuttin’ ‘cept themselves
Easy to forget little shit like signing in
Everyone knows each other’s shit
Shitty mattresses make it hard to sleep worth a shit
If you don’t fight you’re a chicken shit
They feed us shit
It’s difficult to get shit done
OG's walking around like they’re King Shit
Sometimes we look like shit
Most days we feel like shit
The system treats us like shit
Then excretes us out the door
Expecting us to
Clean up our act
And live like a normal human being.
Originally published in The Blue Collar Review. Reprint Rights granted with credit.
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