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The creativity of art is very beautiful, because people and children spend positive time learning to create pictures, and cards as well as murels.
Your entire family and friends are a beautiful gift because they can help guide Juveniles in the right direction.
Through today’s technologies in art Juveniles have a lot more opportunities that can open doors for them in the future.
The next time you take a trip to the mall, corner store or even school (yes school), please know that if you take this trip with your friend, brother, mother or whoever… and a situation arise where your travelling companion gets into a physical altercation – you can and almost will (emphasis added) be held accountable for your actions!!
Let me stop hit rewind and take you back in time. It’s March 29, 2016. I woke up at 5:00 am looking up at the bottom part of my rusted out top bunk. Listening to my cellie’s heavy breathing. I share a dull white paint chipped two man cell that’s made out of steel bars and brick walls that nearly broke me.
I was suffering from claustrophobia. A victim, like countless others caught up in America’s addiction. Mass incarceration with no rehabilitation. It all starts with making choices. Indulge in what I thought was best. In my life I’ve faced difficult circumstances.
I am so grateful for you, I’ve been wanting to write this letter to you for a long time. There is so much that I want to say to you and learn about you. I also want to apologize to you, but before I go any further I want/need you to know that I love you. I love you and Mom more than anything in this world. You and her are my greatest pride and joy.
I want and need to apologize to you for my absence all this time; from the bottom of my heart I sincerely apologize. I am sorry for not being there for you, I regret and kick myself in the ass every day for the choices I made that resulted in me being removed out of your life.
What has become of us? We were once proud people. We had songs that ignited and inspired us like (I’m proud to be black and young gifted and black). Now look at us. We’re young, uncouth and strapped. We get our jollies off by making hand to hand transactions and packing four pound iron dragons that breathe fire and destroy families and communities. Our people has fallen from such a prestigious place (being Kings and Queens) to watching our youth faces come across the evening and nightly news and the news anchor stating (the police is looking for so and so, for this particular case).
What goes up must come down,
What goes around comes around,
Where there is a left, there is a right.
Where there is darkness, there will be light,
When there is a right, there is a wrong,
When something is weak, it can grow strong.
It’s time for us to open our eyes and mind, reconsider some of the choices we’re making. What’s worth time away from your children, mother siblings, or anyone else that you may love? I ask because our lifestyle will separate us from the one’s we love rather temporarily prison) or permanently (an early death).
Reaching for the light. The sky is high, just do it anyway cause I knew that if I tried, I would make it someday.
And I never gave a f**k about what people thought of me but that just abit true, cause I always thought of you. And I always thought of what you thought about the things that I do. I only wanted to make you proud, but disappointed you. See I grew up in a place where there was not much space to make it. No I’m not making excuses just the truth we got to face it.
My thought was C.J. who is any boy or girl going through peer pressure is sitting in front of a truth and future mirror that shows a person future life depending on his or her choices. He is with two of his best friend. On the left the person tries to give him the gun and entice him to do wrong. His reflection is the enemy. I’m not saying his friend is the devil, only that his friend is also being manipulated. That path leads to prison or the grave, nothing more.
To the Youth of the world
Life aint guaranteed
It’ll bring you to your knees
So listen to me please
To the Youth of the World
You need the right guidance in your life
In this day and time there are many challenges for our young people. There’s so much pressure to be liked, and to get likes, amongst your peers and on social media. Though, technology has changed the way in which the youth navigate through life from a pre-teen to young adulthood, the challenges remain the same as they did a century ago. We all wanted to be accepted, as well as understood as a child. While trying to figure out who we are and what is our place in their world we want to be understood. We all wanted to be talked to and not talked at. We wanted our feelings and opinions to be felt with the same seriousness as an adult.
How can I take advice that’s coming from someone that doesn’t even practice what they preach? For example, A smoker telling you “don’t do drugs,” a dead-beat Dad telling you to be there for your children, or a poor man telling you how to get rich. Is it really them not knowing or us not wanting to know? What do we really lose by taking heed? As a shorty it’s natural to just dust off what you perceive as non-sense without even a second thought, so words of wisdom get washed away at the cost of our immaturity and inability to think for the future. Ignorance leads us to judge a book based solely off the illustration on the front of it. Everyone can be slick at talking. Try to be slick at listening.
I just want you to know that you are living proof.
That all things destined to be are possible.
Be thankful for your blessings while you’re alive –
Keep a firm handle on the wheel as you strive
While journeying down the highway toward success.
Please forgive me ‘cause Im still scratching my head wondering how do I thank you for impeding your own day in order for me to communicate my thoughts to you through this letter while Im here incarcerated one first degree charges.
As an result of an wrongful 50 year sentence, I totally understand the adage that goes:
“Nightmeres sometimes come in nice forms.”
I’ll attempt to simplify the above adage/phrase…
In my search for balance and centeredness pertaining to the period between my childhood and adulthood experiences to be of any assistance to the youth in my life especially since being incarcerated for over two decades coupled with the complexity of this particular theme, this purpose requires an individual assessment of the youth I’m talking to.
You have chosen a path of destruction and despair;
Allow me to describe the way, the destination, for I am there.
The hurt will continue to build-
Harden, encapsulate the heart; known as the man of steel,
Though a man, abandoned and alone.
The ephemeral satisfaction can do nothing to silence the screaming of the soul
The scream is far too deep
And the bottle doesn’t have the reach.
Look at me – doing life in the penitentiary
Certainly not what I dreamed my future to be
Everything started out so innocently
Got a high school diploma
Started runnin’ the streets
COMING UP OLDER CATS USE TO PREACH “91s WAS THE EASIEST CASE TO BEAT/ AND THAT THEY GIVEN MORE TIME FOR ATTEMPTS, GONE AHEAD PUT THAT BOY TO SLEEP.”/
GOT LED ASTRAY THAT DAY/BLIND TO THE FACTS OF LIFE AND THE PRICE YA HAVE TO PAY.
(LED ASTRAY, LED ASTRAY) DOWN A PATH TO A CONCRETE GRAVE MASQUERADING AS A CAGE/
IM SOMETIME AMAZED AT THE MULTITUDE OF YOUTH THAT GET LOST IN THE MAZE/ WHEN ARE WE GOING TO SACRIFICE THAT “SCAPEGOAT” – 400 YEARS WE WAS SLAVES/