The Men Behind the Wall
Inmate author unknown
Some men live for others and make their presence known….some live in seclusion and choose to live alone. Some men stand for justice and walk inside the law, but of all men the group I’m in, is the men behind the wall.
We’ve given up our freedom, we’ve sacrificed our rights…by day we walk in darkness, and sorrow fills our nights. We’ve learned to hide the teardrops, but still the teardrops fall. We cry alone and hope seems gone, for the men behind the wall.
Some have lost their families, most have lost their friends…today will bring more heartache that tomorrow cannot mend. Where letters are not answered and no one takes the call, we count the cost – how much is lost – for the men behind the wall.
If anyone is righteous, then let him cast the stone…and if you’ve known perfection, you’re sure to die alone. The one man who was perfect was judged in Pilate’s hall, he knows best all our debts, and loves us yet……we men behind the wall.