A Prisoner Voice
Poem Call Celebration
Yes, It is True
Love, happiness and power
Live inside of you
It is a fact
Nothing in this world can
Hold you Back
It's Celebration Time
Wise, Genuine
You are Divine
You can make it to the top
Just like the wind
you can't be stopped
You have overcame all your past mistakes
that is evident that you are great
Self-celebration
Is a powerful healing medication
BE
Humble and Positive
Family and Friends
Celebrate the way they live
It's all about Celebration
Thanking you in advance
Frustration over facilities
Dear PARC,
I'm writing get some things straight.
Who's the comedian who sent the "standard minimum rules for treatment of Prisoners" ? Had to be a comedian because thats a joke.
1.Accommodations?
Seen 3 in a 6 by 9?
2. Medical?
You're fucked. Chronic Hep C patients get dogged.
They can only give you 2 blister packs of Ibuprofin 800 twice a year for "acute" injuries.
My partner had a compound fracture, was sent back because he wasn't dressed properly.
3. Discipline?
Lets not go there.
In short, I was tortured for 90 days, put in cells in winter, in a freezing cell, naked with nothing but a blanket. I was dehydrated, given one bologna sandwich a day. My room was never cleaned. There was my own feces, blood and urine there for days.I was beaten badly, lost 33 lbs, denied medical help, and made to defecate in a foot basin 46 times in two days under a camera.
I just wanted you to know that I didn't even scratch the surface on the way things happen here.