Paul, 66
Incarcerated: 22 years
Housed: San Quentin
My yesterdays are gone
Never to be re-lived
Except as memories
As any other fantasies
Post-traumatic tragedies
Born by other realities
All I have is today
It is with me
I may grasp it
I must embrace it
In all immensity
For it is my own reality
Tomorrow is unforeseen
What does it mean?
So easy I learned
To pull the trigger
My world be burned
When faced with collapse
I chose to relapse
To violence
My old
Unforgiving friend
What will tomorrow bring?
Life, perhaps
But always death
Unforeseen
Unforgiven
