To All the People

When I came to Jamaica, I was in a resort
Busted by the police, I ended up in Freeport
They locked me up and done stole my weed
Now I eat porridge that looks like horse feed

Hear me out, hear my cry
I pleaded guilty, I told no lie
Here we are all locked up
No where to go that’s messed up
Being here is a lesson to be learned
You can guarantee I won’t return


Published in: on August 8, 2007 at 11:28 pm  Leave a Comment  

This is Thought

This is thought.

If I could sing I would sing my troubles away, but the thing is, I can’t, so I write because I got to let people know where God has brought me from, whichever way I do it.

Why me? Everyday I ask God why me, then I remember these words: “should Christ carry the cross and the whole world go free” so I STOP wallowing in self pity/ questioning God.



The more you give, the more you get
The more you laugh, the less you fret
The more you do unselfishly
The more you love abundantly
The more of everything you share
The more you’ll always have to share
The more you love, the more you’ll find
That life is good and friends are kind
For only what you give away
Enriches us from day to day

From: Zona

Published in: on July 12, 2007 at 4:39 pm  Leave a Comment  

Don’t Give Up

DON’T GIVE UP The phone is ringing, bad news keeps coming but don’t give up.

Life is pressing! Stress keeps coming, you feel frustrated but don’t give up you can make it.

When discouragement comes. You feel like letting go but don’t give up my friend you can make it .

Just trust God let him do it.


Written By: Zona Lunnan

Published in: on April 13, 2006 at 10:38 pm  Leave a Comment  

My Thoughts

I thought that being in prison would be tough, that all the love and strength I have wouldn’t be enough to get me through this trying time, but to be honest. I’m doing just fine.

If I could go back and change what I’ve done, I wouldn’t be me and I wouldn’t be strong. This place has made me see what a bright future there is in store for me. It has made me appreciate my family and friends. I have learn to forgive and made amends. We all lose our way in life, we all at times suffer pain and strife; but it’s not how you fall that counts it’s how you get up. People may never come to prison and change their ways; sometimes their freedom is worst than their incarcerated days. I’d rather be here and know my spirit is free than be outside with the devil in me. So when you think of me being locked up in here; smile to yourself and give me a cheer because you’ll know that I’ll be okay for as sure as the sun lets off it’s rays, I will be home one day.

Written By Rachel…..

Published in: on April 7, 2006 at 10:40 pm  Leave a Comment