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Path to Freedom
How tragic is it to be a "hopeless romantic" while incarcerated?
Hoping that a ray shines and lights up a path to freedom.
"Empty promises" haunting my thoughts of true love—
The cracks in my heart motivated me to pave a path to freedom.
Heartaches sting my chest when I think of matrimony—
Knowing finding a wife— is as hard as finding a path to freedom.
I could not settle for anybody— except the woman of my dreams
As I could not settle for prison — I need a path to freedom.
People say I am crazy for wanting what I need to be happy
But the unexplainable joy in my heart is my path to freedom.
Sorrow tries to steal my peace— it's a relentless thief
I am fighting for tranquility like a path to freedom.
Impossible things have become possible because of my faith
The match to my soul is just another path to freedom.
I am the one that believes in miracles?
The imagination is a path to freedom
Surprised how my blood still pumps through my heart
God's love— allows me to love— it's the path to freedom.
It is I, Tony Harris, the architect of my future
Walking purposefully up my path to freedom.
Tony Harris, MCI Norfolk
Solitary Without Confinement
Surrounded by strangers with no way to escape
Trapped in this man made hell
Men of all ages, colors, sizes, and shapes
Living in cages referred to as cells
To much testosterone, to much bravado
So much trauma, so much pain
Before I close my eyes I know it'll be the same tomorrow
Long faces painted with anger, guilt, shame
A portrait of the oppressed feeling the pressure
Selfishness grows within most when they lose it all
I've seen garbage become men's treasure
The biggest debates and feuds over things so small
Surrounded by people I often feel lonely
With only my faith, peace, and wisdom to console me
Tony Harris, MCI Norfolk