‘They try their best to keep us down’

8/3/17

Dear –

Thanks a lot buddy for goin through all the trouble of getting —‘s information for me. I sure do hope they allow her to get my letter. I know she’s probably wondering if I’m going to try and contact her…I know how the system works. They try their best to keep us down…

Hope you enjoy the poem.

Sincerely,

Ghost

 

Hombres Muerto Caminando

From the moment

We come out

The very second

That we’re born

We’re placed in

An environment

That we have

To get it on

Our own

They make it

Impossible

To go about it

The legal way

Now we got

A gun

And you wanna

Know why it’s

In your face

You didn’t give us

A chance at life

To start with

We were set up

From the beginning

Dead men walking

Land of the free

These politicians

Are insane

Dumb motherfuckas

You’re enslaving your

Own kind

Change the saying

Fuck the Middle East

There’s terrorism

In these American streets

Innocent people gunned down

By our own police

Many lost souls

Forced towards

The prison system

To sleep

Locked down on by

The leaders

Of our country

But from the moment

We were born

We were destined to be nothing more than

Dead men walking.

The Ugly Truth: a poem

To all my

Brothas and sistas

Sitting in jail

It’s not over

Because we’re trapped

In a cell

My heart goes out

To those who

Can’t get bail

And to those that

Can’t touch theirs

Trust me I know it’s

Crazy as hell

Quitters don’t win

And winners don’t quit

So stand up

This is war

I know you’re tired

Of the shit

I’m not speaking

Just to the inside

But the outside too

Cause if you look at

The bigger picture

It could easily

Be you

Fuck a politician

They don’t give a damn

About me nor you

All they want to do

Is control the pain

We go through

They’re the devils

Of the earth

The hands committing murders

The one’s behind screens

Pulling strings

Behind the curtains

The true reason

We’re hurting

So fight for what’s right

Remember…quitter’s

Don’t win nothing

And winner’s don’t quit

So you know in life

You’re worth more than being treated like shit

Stop sitting on your ass

Looking for someone else

To blame

You don’t have to

Go through the obstacle

They place before you

Just think twice

Before you act

Find a better way

To do you

Robbing, shooting and stabbing

Is what they want to

See you do

So you’ll end up behind

These walls like me

Beat them at their game

Take the proper

Way through

Tears of an Inmate–2

Damn

What should I say

Other than I’m tired

Of being locked down

Every single day

I’m losing my mind

Cuz I’m running out of strategies

On how

To pull this time

Thought kidnapping

Was a crime

Shit, apparently not

Cuz the government get away with

The shit all the time

This shit crazy as hell

To this fucked up system

You call a government

I hope you

Burn in hell

What happened to

Treating us with dignity

Now you’re sheltering us

From our visits

With our families

Face to face

Are you kidding me

You don’t know

What it’s like

To be us

Locked down

In a pit

Looked over by

A bunch of assholes

We can’t trust for shit

The thought of this

Is killing me

I could go on

All day

Long story short

The system

Is an inmate’s

Worst enemy

I want to say this

Before I finish

What does it mean to be

Innocent until proven guilty?

-Ghost