Jail

Anthony Hanible

It's reality 

When it smacks you in the face 

Taking all your time that you don't have 

Control 

Taking your belongings 

Giving you 

Shirt

Pants 

Shoes

Where you go 

What you do 

When to eat 

When to sleep 

A place only for the trouble starters 

A place for the killers 

A place for the stealers 

A place where some get their life together 

A place where some stay forever 

Jail

Sounds a little bit like 

Hell

I don't think anyone in their right mind 

Should go

  • Author: Anthony Hanible (Online Online)
  • Published: September 15th, 2025 10:53
  • Category: Unclassified
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