Author: Dale Spencer

Jeff Sessions says less lessons
Selling drugs get a life sentence
We just makin’ pro t off what life sent us.
Mass incarceration the way they extorting races,
Feel bad for my brothers who caught dem cases
Scarred marks on they faces
You feel tied up
Even the CO took ya laces
Shit can’t be real
Like you caught in the matrix.

Poetry is the fire and water
that flows in me
Marijuana gets me high
despite the lows in me
Slowing me down
Smiles emerge somehow
through this frown
Did some self inventory
Couldn’t find my crown
I’m a king but going through a fight
like I’m in a ring
Infinite bruises
Bell never dings