So I sit here writing you this letter as what I was when I was born, a black man. Live your life day to day with them. The air is filled with violence. Violence with the guards, violence with the prisoners. Whites and blacks don't mix in here.
Whites stay with whites, blacks stay with blacks, and latins stay with latins.
Men get their manhood taken often. Second, these are no over hyping, these are facts which are accessible to the public. Dirt, lust, disease, disaster all exploding constantly. The only anchor I have is Love. Love for my folks at home which sustains me.