by Charles "Tom" Brown
This morning I went for a walk
On the prison rec yard.
The sky was clear
And the air was cool.
I stopped in my walking
To appreciate the rising sun.
There was nothing else in the world
Except this sunrise and me watching it.
Then I noticed the sunlight was filtered
Through the chain-link fence topped with razor wire.
It was beauty witnessed through something
Meant for confinement and intimidation.
But the sun continued to warm my face
and brighten the morning sky.
The fence couldn't stop that.
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