Justice for the Injustice in the System

Counterfeit smiles while the TDCJ Board of Directors prance around, as if everything is all honkadory and peaceful

How demoralizing it is to us people!

Each day I'm realizing how much it's a joke when we're not even allowed to speak to the folk

For one we're locked down with no movement or recreation

We simply can't watch television, play chess, dominoes nor make a phone call to our family, because walking the hallway are the auditors, ambassadors, directors and administration

They'd say it's a security risk, well why even come to a place like this?

It's major business

It's becoming a habit of false character, because looking good in the public eye is the only thing to them that matter

Every line and dorm is locked down except the Faith Base Dorm which the warden shows off only and let them see

Why are they never shown normal operation, how the unit really functions and won't let us be?

Sitting like caged animals as they walk by looking, staff and administration's so afraid of being exposed and shooken

Surely retaliation is coming if you speak out

The mysterious deaths and suicides that occur left and right is what they should be checking to see about

The talk about encouragement, dedication and integrity they speak of is a bunch of jibberish, because over half of the staff are hypocrites

The ones who see the operation for what it is, other than a paycheck and how we're really treated quit. Why?

Because they've had and seen enough, no longer wanting to be a part of this

It's why TDCJ Prisons are so understaffed

For leaving you can't blame them, but the administration you should blame them

In no way are they trying to rehabilitate and change us

So caught up with the rules and protocol, sought to enslave and keep us in bondage, degrading and looking down on inmates, it's gonna take a miracle to change them

How much more of this can we take? Will we ever see prison reform in this state?

They rather us work freely without pay which is modern day slavery

Work and good time should be counting toward your parole but it's not

Instead of letting you out they'd rather you sit and rot

We paid for our mistake

But why is it hard for the so called just system to pay for theirs, knowing good and well they are wrong for "what" they've done

It's this place we'll have to be rehabilitated from after being confined for so long because it's not normal

This place can really mess a man mind up

Little do they know how much it affects us

Mass incarceration, wrongful convictions and an excessive amount of time given on first time convictions.

No second chance. What?!

There's no light for the lifer who wasn't the one to take the life

It's just not right

Dreams and souls crushed

We don't have much and it's hard being out of touch

Years pass by while friends and family are dying on us

Sanity we try to keep

There are nights we can't even sleep

Freedom is what we seek, with no choice but to stay strong and survive because we can't grow weak in an environment where it's hard to be meek

This place is not for anybody to be without proper correction, or direction, suffering from rejection, in a state that's strict on oppression and public protection

If it was to teach us, believe me, I've learned my lesson

Never wanting to go through or experience this again

Praying for these dark and lonely days to end

Because it's cruel and unusual punishment when you're sentenced to die in the pen…