In Exile

When I open my eyes

I'm in exile
No disguise
All around me lies untruths galore
My soul dies

So far from all I know
And like to love
I can't go
My life pulls my heart in tow, days go by
More so slow

You bring me home
In my thoughts, in my sleep, in my dreams
You bring me home
To my friends, to the real, to my family

In you I find my peace
A comfort hand
My reprieve
I'm able to fully leave this dreary place
A release

A Brush with Freedom

Well, I've had two good days of work in a row this week. Yesterday we went out to the park and hacked on it for about 20 minutes, then went and sat outside the barn for the rest of the day talking about actresses. The A-team was putting 850 bales of hay into two trailers for another prison unit to use. Not too bad for me at all. As long as I'm not called out, I won't volunteer either.

Today, however, I did get called out for the A-team while everyone else went inside. We went to the back pasture and loaded dirt onto a trailer a few times and broke up the ground with grubbing hoes to get more dirt. After a few loads we went to the shed, loaded some sand, then put it in the stalls at the barn to level it out. We got to be around the horses the field bosses use and even listen to the radio for a bit. For the first time in months I felt free, like I was just working outside on some land, no fences or razor wire in sight. That was real nice to have. Maybe the A-team isn't so bad.

Twin Soul
Forever hand in hand, my love
We touch from far away
Tethered by invisible strands
From my heart to yours they'll stay.

Whatever you go through, my love

From miles away I'll feel
Give you a loving pat on the back
Intangible but real.

Twin souls, onaji tomaskii
Alma gemela, my love
Now entwined in and through our lives
Okorimono from above.

We Share a Happy Secret

We share a happy secret/ An intense friendship/ A certain sense of understanding that goes unspoken/ No one can tell by looking or even talking to us/ It is a secret and magic power/ It makes us strong and keeps us free/ With the knowledge I gain from this secret.../ ... The modern world emerges.

I'd like to say the secret lasts forever/ And yes, the secret is love/ It exists, strong, intense, and good/ It exhales, it liberates/ It doesn't necessarily constrain or cause pain/ But can, and eventually does, unfortunately.

I used to think that true love lasts forever/ I suppose certain loves can/ But I have loved people with intensity and intimacy, trust and understanding/ Only to look at them blankly and emotionlessly/ The secret was wiped away as if it was never there.

We share a happy secret right now, but beware/ Because the modern world emerges everyday.


- Ron Rege Jr.