‘God, I Am Deeply Sorry’: A Poem for the Prisoners We’ve Lost
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Poetry
To all the prisoners
who have ever spent time away
from the ones they love.
To all the prisoners we have lost
to a system, past,
present and future.
To all
the angry and unheard
whom it broke,
and spat out.
To all the ailments that have
waged unchecked,
while we forgot to eat.
To the person who
has no idea what it’s like to live
as an alleged offender,
to God,
I am deeply sorry.
To all the prisoners
who have ever spent time away
from the ones they love.
To all the prisoners we have lost
to a system, past,
present and future.
To all
the angry and unheard
whom it broke,
and spat out.
To all the ailments that have
waged unchecked,
while we forgot to eat.
To the person who
has no idea what it’s like to live
as an alleged offender,
to God,
I am deeply sorry.
Date Published
June 4, 2026
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