Bars

by Phil

Cycles of life
Rife with strife
Can you decipher
what a lifer goes through
Cursin’ a blue
streak while
his future seems
to look bleak
But there’s got to
be
a peak to this chaos
Stop the payoffs
this ain’t the
playoffs
Because this game
is so insane
Can’t contain
all the pain
that lifers
go through
Code blue
nothin’ new
You know it’s true
but you
got to make it
better
Send a letter
to your mother
father, sister,
brother and any
other
Then send another
to the soldiers
Who told ya’
they’re behind ya’
to free ya’
from the manacles
that make spectacle
of us
Stop busin’ us
makin’ a fuss
about sendin’ us
to these dark places
No more concrete
We’ll finally have it beat
because God ain’t
discreet
when it comes to bringing
the centurions to defeat
No more BARS!