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Expose us to the heat,
Expose us to the cold.
Give us half our medication,
And watch us grow old.
Give us food with no nutrition,
and one carton of milk to keep us wishing.
Lock thirty crims up in a tiny yard,
And give them fuck all more than a deck of cards.
What are men supposed to do,
But talk about crime and killing screws.
And when you released back on the streets,
You've learnt the new and latest feats.
How to make safes open fast,
And how to make explosives blast.
How to conceal a body good,
And how to swing a lump of wood.
The moral of this poem is...
a man walks in
and a criminal walks out.
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