Just A Convict
By Antonio Smith
Bars on the windows
Tears out of the blue
Lockers too small
For what one needs
Just cons and greed
No law exists
World of the forgotten
We live in bliss
Treated worse than animals
The weak get a job
To hold face
How many felonies
Would build their case
Just say it’s all lies
That’ll do the trick
What am I
Just a CONVICT
Poetry Behind Bars
The following are poems written by individuals incarcerated in the Valley State Prison in Chowchilla, California. Some of the authors are students of the poetry and drama class of the Alliance for California Traditional Arts (ACTA) put on by Agustin Lira and Patricia Wells Solórzano. We invite you to receive with open hearts and minds the poetry of Luis Villegas, Anthony Moreno and Antonio Smith.
By Luis Villegas
Chess is not a game of chance but one of the mind and strategy.
Players on the board are black and white battling, what a tragedy.
Pawns must sacrifice themselves to save the glorious King.
Bishops move diagonally, Horses do “L’s,” and the Queen is oh so devastating.
You must always think three moves ahead to stay in the game.
One wrong move, “death,” with no one else but yourself is to blame.
Do you move to stay alive or is it just to win.
This life we live in a world of hatred, envy, and sin.
Choice to move your pieces carefully and with precision.
Lose your life as well as your soul due to a bad decision.
Be aware; think wisely for the future is untold.
Your mind, soul, or body, which is first to be sold.
The Perfect Cure
By Anthony Moreno
A cure, an antidote that is so pure, that will make a person unique to the personality for sure.
The pain that a person can endure, can make a person turn cold, from inside out, a frozen heart, and a frozen conscious, lost in this world without any sense. Describing the writing on the wall, the words that come out are without flaw.
Humility is shown with every word that is spoken, created is the antidote, that can touch the heart that has been broken, through sunny days and stormy weathers, it was shattered into pieces and put back together, searching for the cure that is so pure. So, you can cure the pain that has been given, but it’s within…
Within your heart and the perfect cure is forgiveness…
Forgiveness from your soul, that’s pure from your heart, creates humbleness.