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50 RONALD FL
Life as I see it surely can´t be The way we live life back here and free For this is truly not a life And anyone can see That life back here Just doesn´t meant to be |
49 RONALD FL
Well, I have a story that I'd like to share So gather round and don't despair For see there is a God, a God above And I just want to share, share His love Now you may ask just how I know And that's what I'm about to show For see this was all God's inspiration Genesis through Revelations. Yet Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John Is about His one and only Son Who came upon this old earth By a virgin mother who gave birth. And at the tender age of thirty three He gave His life for both you and me He hung upon an old wooden cross And the people surely felt the loss But in three days He would rise And be seen by many eyes. Now if we take a look at the Book of Acts We'll see so many, so many facts About a man, a man named Saul Who would later become the Apostle Paul And preach the words of Jesus Christ That He paid the ultimate, ultimate price For all of man, mankind's sin And baby that's where the love, the love begins. |
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48 RONALD FL
Death Row is a place Where a man is disgraced Where flies don't land And birds don't sing Where there's no love for anything Where one seeks love But cannot find For people truly feel We are a waste of time. So you sit in your cell Day after day And watch your life waste away You have no hopes You have no dreams You have no meaning It surely seems. |
47 RONALD FL
Dead man walking That’s why I´m talking Trying to educate to eliminate the hate and rid so many men Of a terrible fate Killing our citizens, And watching them die This is what I´m here to testify Yet, this here I won’t deny Some should never ever be free But the death penalty should not be For mistakes can be made And the ultimate price paid For when an innocent life is lost That is surely the ultimate cost And we can never, never be sure If we’re killing the guilty or just the poor |
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46 RONALD FL
I sit on death row day after day Watching my life waste away Yet I think back on the life I once had Where times now don´t seem so bad Thinking of all the love I had But the drugs surely clouded my view And ruined my life and other’s too |
45 RONALD FL
A pearly white hearse A heart will burst. A man lay's on a table and dies. A family stands in a parking lot and cries. Hearts stolen, tear drops fallen, Death destruction, Political corruption State sanctioned homicide And a case or two of suicide. Blood will spill America will kill Just to put a politician On capital hill. The land of the free The home of the brave That's a bunch of bull For the poor are deprived, To say that it's right Is an oversight. Minorities will die A prosecutor will lie And says it's just An eye for an eye. |
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44 ROY FL
attitude is everything if the day is to go well. peace of mind is better than gold and just as precious. if we are not happy to greet each new day, we have to look inside for the reason. the only thing we don't pay for is love - real love, which the cherokee or tsa'lagi call a da ge yu di, for what we gave - we also receive. we were not created to be a like, but we were created to be ourselves, to fill a place that no other person could fill. friendship is a two-way avenue, and we each have a responsibility to go part way. |
43 RONALD MA
Sometime I feel weak... Impaled by memories, of the good I have lost... terrified by thoughts, of the evil I have done... fearful of the future, for thinking of the past... and present, and when I grow tired... a crushing sense of hopelessness, looms in my mind... I’ve died in my dreams a thousand times... trying to get home, but home is gone... there’s nothing, and there’s no one left... my dreams have, turned to dust... no, I am not lost... there is simply nowhere I belong... |
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42 JUAN FL
Remember, life is not of special moments but of every moments. Learn to value them all. Don’t waste your time looking for the purpose of life Because life has only one purpose and this is - to be lived. In one word. live life your way because at the end my dear friend, there are no second chances, you live life only once |
41 DENNIS CA
Ain’t no time easy in the little city (prison), Death row is no joke, It’s hard time everyday and night, Nothing about it changes to the better only the soul’s that have to endure it, but still then the change of one comes, as a serious wake-up call. Chained (denied), caged (deprived), Lockdown (unsatisfied), but a change is gonna come, for some sooner than others, as the lack of human writes one becomes highly aware of that it is a struggle for us all, for everyday, one is treated less than a human without writes (rights?), it is at the acknowledgment of that fact when the change happens. It happens within oneself of all, deep within the soul, an embrace takes place, between one and the divine Almighty God, who we are created in the image of a softening of the heart is taken place, time for God is set in place daily. To make time for God is to allow God to work on us, and the result is freedom within yourself, as we have to be free within before we are free on the outside. Now that freedom is within, changes start to come. Doing time ain’t ever easy on death row, but God blesses with strength to endure and overcome, and we keep on pushing lifeward with our human writes. The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge : but fools despise wisdom and instruction. The fear of the Lord doesn’t mean to be afraid of God, but rather reverent to show honor and respect… |
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40 PERRY FL
Some say courage is the ability to face death calmly, or without fear. But to me, it takes more courage to live. Courage to wake up each day with certainty of knowing that nothing has changed, that your future holds nothing but more heartache and pain, more loneliness. Courage to wake up each day knowing that even though you are surrounded by life, by hundreds of other human beings, you are still alone with yourself, alone with your past. For me, death would be a welcome relief from the daily gut-wrenching pain of despair and hopelessness. Single step. But do I have the courage to take that step? No. |
39 ROY FL
If I died tomorrow would they finally admit that I was an innocent man yesterday? If I died tomorrow would the world know sorrow because they crucified me today? When the dark of night falls, my lonely heart still calls. No matter how hard I have tried all of my tears have yet to be cried. A sorry subconscious indicator of uncontrollable unconscious intentions. The grand cur of love and life my life with my children and my wife. There will finally come a day of reckoning when friends of justice will be able to sing instead of feeble attempts to explain the unknown in terms of the even more unknown. You keep building these mental sand castles even though you know that the tide is coming in. They're jealous, they're jealous and all they want to do is tell us all they want to do is sell us their stuff, their fairy tales their death and destruction, their lies and all of their phony tries. No matter how nice never let the dog bite you twice as you deal with random luck both the good and the bad because success is usually a matter of luck. To verify this ask any failure. But winter will finally melt away and summer will be here to stay some day - some way. |
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38 ROY FL *
*lettre de roy écrite à sa mère le jour avant la date prévue de son execution My Dearest Mother, Your oldest son dies tomorrow and I know that this is very sad news to you. I leave this world in a few hours but you must bear it in a becoming manner, and I write to you to say Good Bye. I have no time to enter into particular as you know I have been condemned to die, for a crime I did not commit, It is not necessary to make any excuses to you, as you've known me my whole life, after all, you gave me life, and you know that I am incapable of committing such a despicable crime. Although I receive an ignominious death sentence, I am not guilty of no act that should cause you, Dad, or any of the family any shame or sadness. I am in the hands of my enemies and I am to die, I can only die but once and the only disgrace in this matter lies on these who condemned me to death on the evidence of perjured lies, as you know because you, Dad, and the family set threw my nine day trial. Although I will die as a convicted felon I do not feel like or consider myself one. I would love to live to see and be with you again - at least one more time, but fate has ordained other wise. You and Dad are growing old, and in a few years must pay the "Debt of nature" yourselves - my death will be a terrible blow to you - as it's usually the children having to bury the parents - not this way - but one day we will meet in another and better place and world. I am deficient and doubtless created some of this prejudice which exists against me. I will meet my death with calmness. I know what was in store for me once I was wrongfully convicted - death or endless captivity, I do love and miss you all - don't be sad - Your oldest and loving son - |
37 ROY FL
The very first and most important thing a person must realize is once he become a prisoner, is you don't just live in prison - you must learn to survive there, you must also realize that you are just another meaningless body among other meaningless bodies. Prison can be loneliness in a crowd, a hunger that can't always be fed, a thirst that can not satisfied, desires that unfulfilled - sometimes prison is emotions that can't be felt, beauty not appreciated, talent undiscovered, love thats gone un-expressed to feel the touch of another human in kindness, to see a friendly smile on a face, to hear warm words of love, from family, or friends (like you) To be secure in the knowledge that we are loved and cared about, to have people like you to share our fears and doubts we have, and to help chose these s away when I need it, some one like you to tell me that every thing s going to be alright, and mean it. To breathe clean air, feel the wind in my face - a simple thing like rain - in your face. To eat a meal that is not dried out and cold a meal that has some real taste, and not like cardboard. you don't know what you're missing until you've lost it, the simple pleasures that you enjoy or take for granted suddenly become painfully clear and missing |
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36-FL
To separate oneself from death row and this land of concrete, steel, razor wire and acidic water, one needs to get rid of common misconceptions and judgements, while embracing knowledge, truth and growth into the essence of having a life beyond this place and time. Positive pursuits and ways will give new life option. My world and future can open up… as can yours. The eloquence of hidden forest tracks, shadows of wild mountain flowers past. A reservoir of hidden mountain valleys that are entwined into old growth forest, filled with forgotten flowers and sweet grasses that entice the senses to new revelations. Such places are in a world of the hide-and-seek era because they open into our hearts and dreams of times past. The pure elucidating glimpse of truth and hope in life. Such are these words on hidden forest tracks and the positive thoughts that tend to come alive in the cool breeze of midnight thoughts. |
35 DAN FL*
I fear not dying for aI was spirit before flesh. I will be spirit in death. My fear which I've tried to suppress and battle against yet exists strongly. Imaginery or realistic, I have let it, my fear, form existence. … I will have your spirit. Your spirit will be lost in the sky to always wander. like a stream's current wanders across mother earth, so will your spirit. Yet you will not enter the spiritual world, nor return to mother earth. Your spirit will be held between both. … I am walking through a forest, yet I can not make out any scents of nature, nor identify the trees. I feel much life from them, yet it's not a life of happiness, but of great sorrow. I try to touch a tree, but physically feel it not. I embrace one with a smaller trunk, yet feel nothing, only it's inner spirit which weeps with great sorrow. My feet feel not mother earth. Her soil must be! I lean down to grasp it with my hand, yet I find it now. I dance upon her soil and feel it beneath my feet. I lay upon mother earth. My hands reach to feel her, but I feel her not. I roll upon her, only mother earth is not there to feel. I stand and feel her beneath y feet, my spirit cries out to the spirits of the trees. I hear a spirit call out, "I am the great tree of the forest, come unto me". I journey to the great tree of the forest. It has a magical force which strikes me. I am thrown backwards. I fall, yet feel not mother earth beneath me. "Be still wandering one, for you must stand not. I am the great tree of the forest, the chief spirit of all other spirit trees. Wo once wandered here by sorcery powers as you have. You encountered a great sorcerer whom delivered you here. Wandering one, I am a generation old. To stand still will entrap you here. for this place is not mother earth, nor as any place I journeyed to. It is a place of endless great sorrow and magical powers. I was here long ago. (…) I am the great tree of the forest, yet not even I can forewarn you pat this wisdom. For I only have seen such done. My spirit once was as these other spirits here until I grew old. See about me. I, the great tree of the forest, once serried this sorcerer and entrapped all these other tree spirits through trickery, for I thought I would be set free. Now I am old and wise. Do not worry, for I am the great tree of the forest and I too know magic and sorcery, so I grow stronger when he assaults me. See my great branches where he has ripped me apart? I grew back stronger limbs. I will grow much greater, as great as several mountains. One day I will fall by my magical powers. I will use my great limbs to de-root tree spirits of sorrow here. Let me meet my pain alone now, for I purify myself in such loneliness wandering one. I endure alone and vow to the great spirit one day I will do what I have said. Leave before me, for I am the great tree of the forest". * c'est un long texte sur un type qui médite et après rencontre le "great tree". comme il est native american, il y a pas mal de références à la nature et à mother earth. Sur demande, je peux envoyer le texte en entier. |
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34 ROY FL
Children are the seeds of our future, so plant love in there their hearts and water them with wisdom and life's lessons, and especially love, and as they grow - give them the space to grow and the respect they need |
33 JOHN FL
Virtuality Unable to deceive to where will that lead to try to fool yourself and never to succeed Is it good to know your faults that trying is for taught or to blindly fight for all win some battles before the fall If only I'd ever known could the weakness still have grown would the darkness still bind me with my dreams so close behind me Is dreaming without purpose what goes on beneath the surface a question without end for the answer… seek the wind |
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32 TONY TX
Can you not feel the pain that does not heal that shows this is real and not a dream brought on by the insanity on matter how it seems I'm not the only one facing this loaded gun it is just my turn to bring to light for those without sight the details of this bloody fight. You do not have to dare - - with me as long as you realize I am speaking to your humanity or have you in your blindness lost your common sense and become hopeless….. must you be told what to do by a talking head in a suit who claims to represent you. If so I bring to you the case of a man murdered by the state because of his black race who had the same fate given to the next man a 17 year old Mexican sacrificed by lawyers dealed to the D. A. for the day they have some client who has money to pay. Because of this "practice" the jury will sanction death for his innocence but can you imagine how many others thanks to one man's blunder seeing only a number was killed as their veins filled with poison through sharpened steel leaving up to debate how many it will take for you to see the state is committing Murder not making mistakes. |
31 HENRY IL
I know why the birds fly. I know why the koalas cry. For a world with no chains, no predators and no pains. Even chimps snap their fingers as songs begin. All the lonely widow needs is a friend. What wonders this time can give. As all the kids are granted laughter every day that they live. We all want to be actors on the stage where the play is about freedom. That's the yearning ant the struggle. When the lion marks her territory that's the reason. Free to roar. Free to soar. Free to run and free to eat. Even for a hardened criminal |
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30 ROY FL
As I look up at the clouds passing by I hear a voice whispering my name, at first I'm fill of suspense and excitement and I want to hear more, and all of a sudden it begins to rain, and as the rain roars, the voice begins to fade and this leaves me a bit sad But soon the rain begins to fade and a new day begins to appear and again this voice fills my ears with old tales from my past of memories, of long ago and it begins to rain again and as the voice and memories start to fade once again I hear a whisper call my name and it tells me not to fear For I have people like you in my life who do love and care about me |
29 ROY FL
Sometimes I get lonely, and thinking about you helps reminding me that there is a person that I do cherish so very much, always close in spirit - even when you're so far away. But sometimes it hurts even more to think of you, your touch, your smile, your tender caring ways and most of all your presence in my life. |
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28 ROY FL
Sisters don't have to be blood Kin, for what does that matter when the relationship and bond is stinger than ancestry. Love transcends and can make us Family by Choice… And you are my ana da lv* - and so much more - my unalii* *unalii = best friend *ana da lv = beloved sister |
27 ROY FL
Loneliness is the heartache thats most easily cured, the remedy, so easy to make, recovery is always assured. A card, a stamp, a heartfelt Hello, during your busiest day. once it is mailed, then you know - you've swept some of my blues away. In a place where emotion is kept locked tightly inside among the noise and commotion It is so hard to decide to hastily open and read your letters and cards - the instant I see it's from you. I've awakened up today to face another hot and sweaty morning - and can't get the sleep out of my eyes, what becomes of another day that I have to spend in this cell. What becomes of another day on death row where I live, Looking in the mirror I see a gleaming smile but there is also pain Each day is such a struggle but I do have strength because I have you I awakened finding only emptiness, and as I wrap myself within the comfort of darkness. I sit caged with in this tomb, reflecting on what was, feeling this continue ache within me.. Longing endlessly for the hands of fate to turn back time. Too late, far too late and I close my eyes- and think of you |
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26 ROY FL
Prison can be loneliness in a crowd, a hunger that can't always be fed, a thirst that can not satisfied, desires that unfulfilled - sometimes prison is emotions that can't be felt, beauty not appreciated, talent undiscovered, love thats gone un-expressed - Being a prisoner is knowing abandonment, feelings of great loss, despairing continually each and every day. You learn to not let time do you - you learn to do your time - It's a thought you cultivate with time. The feelings you feel, the emotions you harbor - Prison is what you make it, There are many things I miss - being in prison - to feel the touch of another human in kindness, to see a friendly smile on a face, to hear warm words of love, from family, or friends (like you) To be secure in the knowledge that we are loved and cared about, to have people like you to share our fears and doubts we have, and to help chose these s away when I need it, some one like you to tell me that every thing s going to be alright, and mean it. To breathe clean air, feel the wind in my face - a simple thing like rain - in your face. To eat a meal that is not dried out and cold a meal that has some real taste, and not like cardboard. I also realize - you don't know what you're missing until you've lost it, the simple pleasures that you enjoy or take for granted suddenly become painfully clear and missing once we come to prison - a very sad place. Take care of yourself - and "Enjoy life". |
25 ROY FL
I always hope to feel the grass under my feet and walk with my face in the sunshine as a free man. I am fundamentally an optimist whether it comes from nature part of being optimistic is keeping ones head pointed reward the sun ones feet moving forward. There have been many dark moments when my faith in humanity was sorely tested but so far I haven't given up with despair. The prison likes to say we received a well balanced diet, it is indeed balanced between the unpalatable and the inedible. In prison the only thing worse than bad news about ones family or friends is no news at all. I much prefer being outside in nature being able to see the grass and trees, feel the wind and the sun. The human body has an enormous capacity for adjusting to trying circumstances. I have found that one can bear the unbearable if one can keep ones spirit strong even when ones body is being tested. The prison believes that if they turn a deaf ear, we will give up in frustration and that the people on the outside would just forget about us. The guards and prison system is very vindictive in large and small ways at times. Time seems to stand still for us in prison at times, but is does not halt for those of you outside - so please keep this in your pretty head. |
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24 RONALD FL
an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth but can I tell you tell you the truth? sitting in jail broke as hell don't have any money no money for bail no lawyer's fee so I'm stuck with a P. D. Damn this is vile I'm facing a murder trial. And this lawyer Has never handled A capital case And now they have Him defending my case. Oh, oh what will I do? For they are seeking the death penalty too. I have a judge, twelve jurors And a half ass P.D. who will never set me free but that's the way it was set up to be. |
23 RONALD FL
I know loneliness like most will never know I know loneliness like most will never feel I know loneliness a feeling that's so surreal I know loneliness like no one should ever know I know loneliness I know it's feel For I'm captivated by it held to it's will I know loneliness I know it's self defiance I know loneliness I know it's deadly silence Yes, I know loneliness I know it all to well For this loneliness is my deep dark hell |
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22 JASON FL
Life is filled with struggles but burdens are lightened whiten we have best friends to help us carry them. 14 years ago if you were walking beside me and asked who was my best friend, I would have said: loneliness, depress, sadness, anger and hatred were my best friends. No matter how difficult the trials and tribulations were that I was going through behind these brick walls and barbwire fences, I could always depend and count on them to be there for me, never judging me, letting me down, disappointing me or abandoning me. Life is filled with struggles but burdens are lightened whiten we have best friends to help us carry them. If you asked who my best friend was today I would say: Integrity Strenght, Ambition, Bravery, Eagerness, Love, Leadership, Effort, Determination, Encouragement, Loyalty, Enthusiasm, Zeal and Endeavor. Life is filled with struggles but burdens are lightened whiten we have best friends to help us carry them. |
21 ROY FL
Love is the climax of my happiness, and the pinnacle of my pain. Love is the fire in my heart with an eternal flame My dreams are endless, my passion is relentless, and a better life is not hopeless |
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20 JASON FL
Freedom is fickle It’s capricious by its very nature Lady Justice holding her scales A harlot in disguise Perverted by greed Swift justice for the poor Warehoused people for profit Slavery by another name Chorus Oh America who’s cup has run over Being destroyed from within by powerful men Justice is no longer justice when it’s for sale again and again and again A voice of reason drowned out by vengeance A web of tangled lies A people who use to have a government Now a government who has a people Families divided against each other A plan to conquer and divide Double minded men Corrupted by corporate greed While the backs o the poor are bent The rich watch them bleed Chorus Vain in their imagination’s and their foolish hearts darkened Who’ve changed the truth of God into a lie Given up to the beats of their hearts Full of vile affections and a reprobate mind This is the America I see everyday on my TV No room for compassion and love only crime and punishment A false reality, I leave in a real one Chorus |
19 GARLAND TX
Whenever someone defines you in a negative way. It does not mean it's true ! All it means, in there mind, They have a negative view Something is right, They haven't the slights clue If all you've has* all gone wrong, They would not be bothering you. Peoples tend to attack, when confused, And without understanding. And although words are harsh, You have to maintain your advantage. Never let them believe for a moment, That they've gotten under your skin Sometimes insults are really nasty, But you have to win from within. What you think about yourself, As you go about your day, is all that matters. Because at the end of the day, No matter how good, People will always chatter. Now the key to what I'm saying, Is hidden in your heart. You have yourself, After all, that's where it starts. Inside out! * typical of Texas |
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18 GARLAND TX
The silence alone is a burden of it's own, when there’s no one around, to listen Not to mention, for instance, the coldness, and absence of being held. In the process of trying to tell, your side. Forget pride ! It's about defending accusations, aimed at you. Whether true or not, the plot, is guilty. Innocence is (agenderance), to what the people say. Justice is blind, being accused of a crime, thats all that matters. You've got to lying! Until you are the one, being accused. Now, you want to change the rules. As it's your head on the line, you'd like to call, Timeout. Too late for that. You did it to others, now it's your time. Swallow that pill! When it hits home, the shoe is on the other foot. Now, You want somebody to listen, because now, serious. |
17 DEMETRIUS CA
There are many ways to you and I love you in all those ways. For you are a gift made mine and I enjoy to unwrap you over and over again. You are addictive. I crave you like a baby craves its mother's milk, love and affection. I love you. You are a beautiful sight to my eyes from your head to your feet. You are a masterpiece perfectly sculptured You send waves of emotions that rise when I watch you move. Your beauty is captivating. You're like music pleasing to the soul and spirit. I love you. Your touch is gentle and very passionate. Your womb is a haven of pleasure and knowledge You make a man reach a spiritual climax, for it is you I yearn for, and your embrace I seek. I love you. If I did not have you to love then I could not love at all. With you I am complete. We are connected in perfect harmony. I love you. |
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16 CARLETTE NC
ONLY GOD’S VISION IS CLEAR MANY PEOPLE QUICK TO JUDGE YOU PLAYING GAMES, NOTHING’S NEW APART FROM UNCONDITIONAL LOVE SAVIOR AS I LOOK ABOVE SEEING ALL MY DREAMS GO BY INSIDE, I ASK MYSELF WHY ONLY MY FAITH TO HOLD ON TO NEVER LETTING GO, NO MATTER WHAT I DO |
15 RICARDO FL
"ALL MY FAMILY THAT I HAVE, THEY'RE SORRY FOR MY GOING AWAY, ALL THE FAMILY THAT I HAVE, WISH ME ONE MORE DAY TO STAY. BUT SINCE IT FALLS UNTO MY LOT, FOR ME TO FALL AND THEM TO NOT, I GENTLY FALL AND SOFTLY CALL, GOOD NIGHT AND GOD BE WITH YOU ALL." |
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14 ROBIN ID
I wake up and feel the sun in my face, Hear the birds singing, the dogs barking outside, People talking while they walk, cars passing by; And I go to wake you for the day, But I realize you aren’t there. It’s just another day - another day without you! I go downstairs to make your favorite breakfast, Scrambled eggs with ham and orange juice. I call to you that breakfast is ready, But I realize you aren’t there. It’s just another day - another day without you! I come home from work and rush in to greet you, See you run to me and throw your arms around me, And you tell about your day. But I realize you aren’t there. It’s just another day - another day without you! I go to see if you took your bath, Washed behind the ears, And brush your teeth, But I realize you aren’t there. It’s just another day - another day without you! I will never get to comb your hair again, See your smile, enjoy your hugs and kisses, See you all excited as you ride your bike; Why? Because it’s just another day – another without you! Another day I start and end crying! Another day that you are not with me! Another day I cannot tell you how much I love you! Another day since the angels came and took you! Another day – another day – another day Without you in my life Another day – another day – another day Without you !!!!!!!!!!! |
13 DEMETRIUS CA
Deep in the late night hour, My soul blossoms a love flower, Seeking for what brings me peace and joy, Consciously, I knock at the door And my subconscious welcomes me home, I shake the dust off my essence, I shower in the bliss of peace, love and harmony, Music fills my heart, And the melody of God, Christ, and the Holy Spirit unfolds, I sing with a voice of second tenor, I sing to God Almighty, For the love of this beautiful inside of me, I feel God’s joy, As chills tingle my soul, I let go, and let God, A warm peace and calm comforts me, I smile in God’s energy, I feel the weight of the world, Fall off my shoulders for the last time, As I know that I’m in the world, But not of it As it is merely of my time, I am free, Born in the image of God Almighty, Great power is me, For God is alive inside of my On this earth is one, We move with love and creativity, Always sharing, And giving, To plant the seeds of love, That will help another to understand God's glow of love, With us all day and night, In every moment of life, I desire peace, And with that thought, There I am As there is no limit within me, Because my spirit and I run forever free, Enlightenment an a spirit level, Daily is my morning dietary, A gift blessing of life, With this divine order of peace, love, and harmony success at all I desire to do is mines, because this is my time... |
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12 JOSE PA
Do you believe in angels? Le me fly, let me fly Let me feel the wind beneath my wings Let me fly away from sorrow I hate my yesterdays So I can't promise you tomorrow I want to fly far, far away Away from hate, away from this Away from life cause I'm so sick I want to fly away, how sick am I Can't you see or hear my cries Let me fly, just let me fly Don't want to feel this pain of mine So soon I'll fly away from you So do you believe in angels? Cause I sure do! |
11 DEMETRIUS CA
Everyday I breathe I am humbled to still be. Every smile I see it touches me. For much pain has humbled me. Many tears I've seen because people want peace. The humility that is within me comes from God, you see. The darkness and pain I see Going on around the world trembles me. My spirit and soul has no peace. My mind can't rest. No pleasurable sleep. Unrest I feel because of all the hurt and pain around me. Family broken apart, mothers and children hungry. Sick with disease, dying painfully, because the humility in caring is lost, replaced with blinded eyes of unfeeling selfish deeds. The humility in you buried within. But my humility will bring you to life. |
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10 DENNIS CA
Sitting still Inside my mind, I lock onto time. Quietness I seek Inside me is all my peace. Denied, Deprived and Unsatisfied With the outer realm I dive deep, and the deeper I go the better I am. Knowing that all what I need is with me, I take command of myself and in my own time I cool my mind, and let my spirit move me. With my spirit guiding me I come to soon embrace my goal, to be at oneness with my spirit. Created Pure! My spirit never denies me, as it is this body that comes with outer limits, that I seek daily to notice, and embrace so that I can overcome and be free. At oneness with my spirit My soul is full of joy. Once again, creativity overflows me, and at my finger tips come forth love in the forum of a melody. With every colour of a rainbow My artistic skills flow, and dance so gracefully until I have to let them go, and within a matter of time My spirit "I" express and freedom is mines ... |
9 RONALD FL
We live, we love, and then we die. Leaving loved ones behind to cry. Not understanding what life is about So much grieving because of doubt Skin, blood, muscle, and bone It's not death we fear, it's the unknown. A soul or form of energy What happens when it's set free? No one knows this for sure And until that day there is no cure. No cure for grieving, no cure for pain, A grave site is all in vain. For flowers they are giving Yet the grave is for the living. So few answers, so many questions. Maybe life is all, all about lessons? |
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8 ANTHONY FL
This rose is made of paper, a fact that’s sad but true… It’s not as pretty as the ones god made, But it’s the best that I can do. Never touched by morning- dew, these tears I hold behind my eyes, keep it watered just for you God made his for the world to see, mine was made just for you. So when you’re feelin- down or blue, as I know you often do Look upon this rose of mine, and know that I love you. |
7 ROY FL
Warm, love, tender, smile Family, friends, share, care Air, wind, taste, rain Enjoy, touch, secure, life |
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6 ROY FL
Enjoy life : You never know what's around the corner or down the road. Enjoy life for none of us knows what tomorrow may bring There are so many things that I wish that I would have done - and unfortunately that time has passed for me forever. So please don't let this happen to you - enjoy life and take advantage of everyday, and everything you want to do. |
5 PAUL FL
I look out my window today to see if I still feel I focus on the pain the only thing thats real but I remember everything. - "Hello world, how you been, good to see you now my old friend. The feelings of despair like I'm never going to see the world again what have I become my sweetest friend everyone I know goes away in the end I see your little house your little dreams faith and friends "hello world" |
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4 SPOON CA
No one knows you were once a dreamer With your own nest in a forever sky You leaned into my heart like a willow's shadow at dusk, full of dark love No one knows you were once a Empress, a goddess And you moved in ways none could calculate In circles none could see |
3 DARRYL GA
The pendulum swings across, cutting my soul to pieces They say « walk away, just walk away » I’ve been walking my whole life, all I ever got: A cell in hell, in having the breath of death every second…every minute…every hour… Day …after month…becoming years… The pieces breaking down into dust to be swept up and thrown away…Forgotten The world saying « Monster…Heartless…Soulless » I am there dirty secret shame The mirror reflecting their own darkness, their own festerling pustule of a soul. They just have better masks to wear…better chains to hold the beast within… I feed mine the shadows I live in… I know my beast and accept him for what he makes us…Whole can you say the same… |
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2 JAMES FL
Welcome to my world… Routine…boredom… prison food served on dirty trays… Cold… Scraps… Made up meat… Laundry dirty to exchange… who had this on ? Why no bleach to clean… safety reasons… why… I may harm myself ? Haven’t in 25 years on death row… why would I, now ? Cantines services mob rules… no job no pay-check… How do you continue to go up on prices and expect us to buy… lough out loud… state says it cost 65 $ a day to keep me … here.. been a pleasure to be here over 9’000 day… could anyone use “580’000” ? Talk about waste… what about legal cost … what about right or wrong… what about being Innocent ! Help… |
1 ROY FL
Death sits in this little cell with me, His face is shrouded but his smile I see the time is not yet, as he will not come so readily and I will not go so easily |
