A human landfill for society’s disgraced.
Ironically, the sky was foggy and gray.
For some this journey- a ticket one way.
The Illinois Department of Corrections bus pulls into Menard,
The Mississippi River alongside,
A living inferno awaits on the inside.
Nestled into an excavated half-moon tomb,
A 70-foot-tall peripheral rocky wall,
immense double-barbed wire fence.
Reality instantly sets in.
Clad in a banana jumpsuit,
Shackled hands and feet,
Some will never, ever see the street.
Yet some were cheerful,
Others’ eyes hung low in defeat.
A human landfill for society’s disgraced,
Ancient, dreadful dismal place.
A youngster wipes a tear from his face.
