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I’m Free Within
This is Larry Stromberg, SCI Phoenix in Pennsylvania. This is my poem, “I’m Free Within.” When I stage plays and get lost in music, I’m free.I’m free from my tasks. I’m free from the shame… Full Transcript
Accountable
Hi, it’s Larry Stromberg, FCI Phoenix in Pennsylvania. This is my poem entitled, “Accountable.” Accountable No matter how I look at it, I’m responsible for my choices that hurt so many. I put me behind… Full Transcript
No Más
Hello. This is Steven Lynn Nicholson again here in Jackson, Michigan. This shout out, obviously the Prisoner Creative Project program the University of Michigan. Shout out, prisonradio.org, donate. Help out. Be a, be a friend.… Full Transcript
Incarcerated
This is Larry Stromberg from SCI Phoenix and this is my poem entitled “Incarcerated.” Incarcerated Truth be told, I’ve been incarcerated all of my life in some way. Abused, beaten, controlled, Used, confused, and betrayed.… Full Transcript
Safety for a Refugee?
Steven Nicholson again here in Jackson, Michigan. Just quickly, just, you know, God forgive me if I say anything in this poem, I, you know, that offends you, Lord, but I mean I’m just frustrated… Full Transcript
Shaped into a Diamond
This is Charles Carpenter. I’m currently incarcerated at Corcoran SATF [Substance Abuse Treatment Facility]. I’ve been incarcerated for 23 years. The title of this piece is called, “Shaped Into A Diamond.” Emerged from the trenches… Full Transcript
Golden Nuggets
This one is for the University of Michigan’s Prisoner Creative Arts Program. We call that “P-CAP.” It’s for the creative writing final I’m going to do here in two weeks. I call it, “Golden Nuggets.… Full Transcript
Unseen
My name is Larry Stromberg and I’m going to read my poem, Unseen. Unseen. Days fly by with lightning speed. Nights vanish into darkness. The world spins into another tomorrow. I stand in the middle… Full Transcript
If There Were No Police
If there were no police, there would be more peace, No more violent deceased, the violence would cease. This ain’t fantasy, it’s fact. With their feet on our back, The pigs are the ones holding… Full Transcript
Cell Blocks: Young, Gifted, and Black
This is “Cell Blocks Full of Young, Gifted, and Black,” by Kevin “Rashid” Johnson. If ever you want to discover a place of boundless treasure, where sisters and brothers can be found with talents beyond… Full Transcript
Earth’s Wretched Breaks Free
The Earth’s Wretched break free. Forgotten. He’ll be gotten. Of lowly birth. High and most, hated most, The Wretched of the Earth. Called the criminal element, irrelevant to the power elite. By them unprotected, but… Full Transcript
Black Woman and Man United
Who’s been the key to our survival since our arrival on western shoresIn scores of slave ship holdsUnder the whip to be sold,But now, when told history is flipped to deny her role,Her very soul… Full Transcript
Sociology Poem
I took a Sociology course through Albion College, and this poem was about that course: To me, this course was about nourishing a new neurological route. Flipped inside out, my heart’s ventricles should be tied… Full Transcript
Dear Lord Jesus
Banished away from freedom, from bars to race chain shackles, my feet plastered onto a land of shadows. Straddling inside a grieving landscape built with metal and stone, my heart colds, spiritually devastated. I look… Full Transcript
The Awakening
The Awakening. Toxin vibrating through our ears. Are we woke enough to hear? No doubt. For us to awaken some elite fear. They rather us sleep. That’s clear. But I ask, Are you awoke for… Full Transcript
Invisible To A World
Raymond White The title to this poem is called “Invisible to a World.” I have been invisible to a world for so long. Am I even still considered a human being? The sun, moon, stars,… Full Transcript
Never Repeat It Again
Hi, my name is Charles Carpenter. My prison number is V08580. The poem that I want to recite today is called “Never Repeat it Again”. The concept of the poem is – I’m the older… Full Transcript
Unnamed Poem
This poem is unnamed. Final performance; the day after: torments. And my heart flutters with the pitter-patter of longing *PCAP family, truly our family cultivating a sense of belonging, The resounding resonance of missing our… Full Transcript
Tragic Static
Hey guys, this is Steve Nicholson, 492918 from Cotton Correctional Facility in Jackson, MI, and I just wanted to say that all of our prayers go out to the families of the children in Texas… Full Transcript

Hey everybody, this is Steven Lynn Nicholson again, here in Jackson, Michigan. As usual, shout out and support prisonradio.org, University of Michigan’s Prisoner Creative Arts Project. Great people, best people, awesome, love ’em. They do… Full Transcript