Courage, Faith, Hope by Omeka Samuel-Anderson - HTML preview

MY HELL

Locked up in hell with devils that has a lot of attitude;

They have no sense of compassion and absolutely no gratitude.

It’s said that in order to get respect, you have to give respect;

You see, the hell I lived in, this seems like a threat.

They roll their eyes, when you ask a simple question;

Look at you with disgust, when you make a kind suggestion.

People think that hell consists of you burning in a fire;

Obviously, they’ve never lived behind the wire.

Everyday I prayed, that God would take my case;

I need the best lawyer available to take me out this place.

God give me the serenity, to accept the things I cannot change;

Because I’m living in a hell and it’s driving me insane.

I know I made bad choices and committed many many crimes;

You’re the only attorney possible that is able to reduce my time.

So help me heavenly Father, I need your guidance and your wit;

My moneys low but my heart is good and I’m living in the devil’s pit.

Written while incarcerated at the Polk County Jail in Bartow, Florida