My home is one of heartaches a place of steel and stone. A barren cell, a home in hell and here I sit all alone. I committed no crime, but pay with my time. And though I rage and pace my cage I still must stay and pay. My home in hell, is one small cell that no man wants to own. My body cramps with cold and damp That chills me to the bone. I hear the fling of metal ring of keys in metal locks. The scrape of feet upon concrete as guards patrol the blocks. Convict knives take human lives no jungle holds more danger. And everyday that comes my way each man remains a stranger. I watch my back cause there's no lack of me who can be trusted. They came today and took away the man that lived next door. To end his strife, he took his life no! He just couldn't take any more. It's quiet here upon my tier since death has claimed another. Each of us wondering who will be next me, a Mexican, or a brother? If something fatal comes my way should someone take my life. Just tell Brenda “I love her so” and that I am sorry but now she'll never be my wife. Tell her I am glad for what we had and all she's done for me. And though I am gone, one thing lives on my love for her eternally. My one desire should I expire is that no one cries for me. Please Peg just take Brenda in your arms and tell her “I am finally free”.

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Ken, Ken's sister in law Kathie , Ken's brother Donny

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