As I look across the yard
I see a large, gray fence.
Behind it stands another small boarded fence.
It really isn't so small though -
It is large enough to keep me from seeing the world on the other side.
Ever now and then, someone will walk by.
I admire this person and begin thinking about him or her.
Who is he?
Who does she do?
The person has stayed out of trouble, unlike me.
He is free to walk around, enjoy the sounds of the city.
i can only walk around in my cell and on the courtyard.
How is it that I am here and so many people are out there?
When will I understand what I need to do to change?
I can't wait to be free, to walk and run on the other side of the fence.
To once again know the freedom of walking down the street,
of making right choices
of living a right life
it keeps me from seeing any part of the world I used to know.
Small enough to know it doesn't cover a lot of space.
Large enough to keep me from dreaming.