INMATE POEMS

Introducing Isaac Harris

Poetry of a lost soul
by Isaac Harris

My mind is in such a state That not even god can comprehend
For all this paine that ive indored is mored than life can uderstand
For if my life be such a gift why is it so a graine of sand
Ready to be snatch by the tides forever lost so with the wind
So am i wrong to lack the drive to want to strive for his glory
For in this hell i sadly teel that its a never ending story
But yet ill pray to dieing day that i am found with in this sea
So lost and cold ill say so bold that i am found and truly free
But intill that day i sadly say ill be astray just like the wind
For my mind is in such a state that not even god can comprehend

Age 32
hight 5″11
born 10-05-85
out on feb. 2020

My address warren corrections p.o box 120 45036 lebonon ohio

Isaac Harris
DOC #599-044

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