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Crime Rhyme
By: Jason J
About The Poem
We are grateful to our colleagues at Inside Time for allowing us to reproduce these poems. Inside Time is the national newspaper for prisoners and detainees. Read more here https://insidetime.org/
The Poem
My mind is a cage filled with hurt, anger and rage
Stuck here in this place where my heart beats at an erratic pace
And all because I lost my court case and no it’s not because I was white, Indian or black
Cos that just a false fact, it’s because I committed a crime
And now I can wither whinge or whine,
so now I am forced to grow up and do my time
Or else I should’ve thought first and not decided to commit crime…
Don’t waste your time by committing crime!
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