A Redefined Form of Time Travel Within a Prayer

Time, for me, was at first just “the clock on the wall” at high school. When is lunch? When will this test finish? And when is home time?

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But since prison, I only ever wonder about time in this regard: When is court? Or when is parole due? What time are programs? Even how long until my full-time custodial end date?

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May… May… 9:30am… 2028

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Things have changed from playgrounds to the confines of a prison yard, though something reassures me that maybe just maybe this isn’t all time has in store for me.

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Just a breath; speck of dust, there’s plenty of present moments to make amends,

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“What should I do now?” Focus on repaying your debts!

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Thank you Lord, maybe one day I’ll be perfect, maybe is this amen!

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Amen!