While in the captivity of my past and locked within my current imprisonment, I question the assistance of family, friends and acquaintances, from the young to the old. In the clutches of an institution, options are limited for incarcerated men and women who finally have a chance to delve into themselves for comfort. They cannot break the chains of inability of reformation. Prison separates the norm between attachments and availability. The huge percentage of people would rather have someone who is negative and abusive toward them, physically dominating their time, rather than deal with an incarcerated person who would enlighten their lives and positively affect them. To have the adjustments of freedom and to not understand the imposition of being a prisoner for years to come is obviously a difference. There are too many injustices in today's society that we, as a people of all shapes, sizes and hues don't respond to. Our family members, friends and loved ones are rotting in these inhumane places. They're dead in our minds and in our hearts. Are we embarrassed to be associated with them? It's a question I ask the masses. No answer responds to me. Speak to the ears of your heart and conscience. A rainbow has an array of colors. In its unity it sticks together, blending in beautiful sequence. In the worst of circumstances, people of all hues are being oppressed in the same element. There's no racial discrimination in being a prisoner. Though there's no discrimination of enslaving different people of color in a bondage of unity, as a people, we have no unity to help each other reform out of the psychological enslavement of society. Our crimes become old. Each and everyone of us has the potential to change. Change is inevitable, for better or for worse. It will become a reality. In loving our kin and just having the respect of humanity makes a change. We should take an oath of responsibility to help change the persons who are labeled "criminals." Or, we can await the release of those who are labeled felons and we'll become the victims of their bitterness. Prison awakens in a person the reality of what it is to be a prisoner. He's definitely unloved and dismissed as being incapable of being humane. These words are written by an incarcerated man who genuinely cares for the Earth and its humanity. My intention is to link people of all cultures so they'll understand that we have a power to make changes. To be contented with our surroundings is to be unresponsive to our position as victims. We can make a change in our environments and in our lives. We do have this ability. We must love ourselves and reflect that love in our children and families. We are entirely too trapped in the selfish identity as individuals. As they "divide and conquer," we suffer alone and unaware. See also, by the same author: A Prisoner Screams for Communication and Two Poems in a New Form. Rebecca's Bargain Antiques Collectible Vintage Photos Fine Prints - Old Maps Sheet Music - Old Books Elegant Antiques and Collectibles "Do not do an immoral thing for moral reasons" Thomas Hardy, 1875 You are welcome to use or republish any of our material. Please give www.prisoners.com credit as the source. Return to the Works by Prisoner Authors Nenu. Return to the Main Menu. Go to our site's Search Engine Send us Your Comments or Input.