What I remembered and what u need to know. We were just sitting there in a small cell packed. Waiting for court. There were many of us. Blacks, whites, Asians, whatever… Just detainees sitting shackled waiting for our names to be called. We came from everywhere. The cities, the burbs, the country, everywhere. Some were first timers, some repeated offenders, drug dealers, murderers, sex offenders, thieves, drunks who assaulted or hit someone while driving. Everybody. Even in this cage people bragged about thier dirty lives and what they earned before being caught. Some sat shaken staring at the wall or floor in silence. Some prayed. Point is, we were all equal there. That judge we were about to see had all of our fates under his authority. In some fashion we were all guilty of going our own way to get what drove us in our lives. The drugs… The women… The cars… The houses.. The money… The scams… Everything we lived for… Gone….packed together, but still… Alone. Whatever ruling the judge would hand out is for us and us alone. I can’t save u… U can’t save me. My situation’s no better than urs or vice versa…what u possess or who u claim to be in this world means nothing, because we’re going in front of the same decider without all our fancy stuff or bragged about war stories. Remember that

Published by Pack Redfeather

I am a walking contradiction of traditions some say. An African American and Native American Muslim poet with a personal life history as violently turbulent as a Storm. A visionary from the bottom of life’s social barrel striving to share the hope found in the light of faith through sometimes dark but real poetry. I’m a former member of the Bloods street gang, former serial bank robber, and both federal/state prison convict. I live on my mother’s tribal reservation of the Leech Lake band of Ojibwe in Minnesota.

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