‘Still’
Born and bred in America with every stripe of red, white and blue,
Yet when I was convicted and sentenced to death,
My humanity was too.
For many years Death Row has been nothing more than a forgotten portrait in a distand land,
I was branded as heinous, cruel and atrocious,
But nothing of a man.
Shackled and chained behind these prison walls,
I was disallowed the right to truly live,
When has unconditional love and mercy ever been forbidden,
The opportunity to give?
When did freedom lose its right to sing?
When did beaten paths veer?
When the unspoken speaks,
Then open ears must be attuned to hear.
I’m still human, still a man, still breathing,
By the grace of God Almighty
Time brings about change but what hasn’t changed,
Is that I’m still somebody.
Justin Underwood
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Not all that are in prison is guilty,many have spent years behind bars are innocent.they are still human and they should be treated as so.