Sonnet Assignment
Early sun glances off sharp wire fence;
Motion sensors’ ‘lectronic eye on us;
Monitoring secur’ty cam’ras tense;
Alarm sirens poised to scream up a fuss.
Heavy airlock doors sliding forth and back,
Swooshing and jerking to announce shift change.
Their day’s provisions in clear plastic sack.
Scurry day-employees hurried, some strange.
The changing of the guard is ‘round seven;
Another prison work-day to begin.
Glad their shift doesn’t start at eleven;
Longing for three isn’t really a sin.
Eight state hours society safe to keep,
From addicts, battered women, kids abused,
Exactly like free gals who don’t yet weep,
That haven’t been caught, although they are used.
Female prison revs with today’s routine,
Opportunity to spread harm, growl mean.
Patricia Prewitt
May 3, 2005
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