LEGAL VISIT
As I slowly walked across the prison compound, I let the very hot sun beat upon me. My walk is to the visiting room, where I will be rewarded with the cold air inside. Today’s visit will be different though, let me explain. Today I will speak with an attorney for the first time in many many years face to face. You see, I’ve been doing my own legal work for years. Many legal minds in my prison past have brought fresh hope only to have it stolen away while I languish in my prison cell.
Her name is Marcia Silvers,(pictured above with George) an attorney from Miami Fl. She works closely with Attorney Roy Black. Word is, she’s the best legal research mind for post convictions to come along in many years. Roy and Marcia are working on my freedom. I work on keeping my sanity, something I must do day after day after day…
From the visit I took away many good things. While walking back towards my cell after the visit, I stopped, looked up to the Heavens, took deep breath, and silently, I said;
I am not of common man
Where I am is where I fair
Death can be near, yet I never fear
Bless the lord-good people are near
To fear the fear takes too much care
Where I am is where I fair
The sun comes, tries to burn me, I’ll never run
Come freedom I’ll see my son
Lying there beneath some land
Oh where oh where is life so dear
So I walk some more as my cage awaits
For where I am is where I fair
For I am not of common man
Of common man call me not