I rise before the sun

Rain or shine

Hot or cold

I go where few ill ever go

My day starts long before the sun will wake

As I enter these gates of barbwire

I then walk among the worst of the worst

The ones society says can’t live among them

The ones your children scream out in terror of

I am that thin grey line between you and them

Between right and wrong

But do not fear

For myself my brothers and sisters

We will not falter nor will be break

Is that day ever came that I will have

To give my life

I will hold my head high

With no regrets

As I run towards my God

Cause my time is hell is done

You may ask who I am

And I will answer

I am tired

I am unmentioned

I am not thought about

I am not always wanted

I am a Correctional Officer.

By: Qunton Pittman

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