Life inside the cage ain't no breeze. It's a world of muted concrete and metal, where time crawls by at the pace of a turtle. The days fuse together, marked only by a chorus of of gates and barbaric voices officials.

Every day is a struggle to cope, to find hope in a place where freedom seems like a dreamy memory. The air is thick with anxiety, and the shadows hold lies.

Still, even in these harsh conditions, there's a stubborn spirit that. A sense of community, forged in the crucible of common struggle, and a burning desire for something more.

Some inmates strive to make amends. They read, they write through art, and they find friendship with others who have been there.

Fences of Regret

Regret can sometimes manifest itself physically as walls we build around ourselves. These walls are not made of brick and mortar, but rather of unresolved issues. They shield us from pain.

We may construct these walls as a way to protect ourselves. But over time, they can become restrictive, preventing us from moving prison on. Breaking down these walls of regret is a difficult process, but it is also essential for healing.

Existence Within

Life throughout a bustling city can be both thrilling and overwhelming. The constant flux of people and traffic creates a unique atmosphere. Every street holds the potential for adventure, from hidden cafes to vibrant street performances.

Yet, amidst the chaos, there's also a sense of community. Strangers often wave hello in passing, and local shops foster a sense of belonging. In the end, life inside can be a truly rewarding experience.

An urban sprawl

The town's heart beats with a relentless pulse. Gray structures pierce the cloudy sky, their shadows stretching like grasping hands. The concrete pathways are packed with a sea of people, each hurrying toward an unseen ambition. The air itself vibrates with the bustle of millions living, working, and dreaming within this steel cage. Even the noises are a cacophony—a chorus of sirens mixed with the distant murmurs of everyday life.

Belief on Lockdown

The world feels different these days. Walls whose once divided us now seem to surround us, and the familiar rhythms of life have been shifted into a disjointed melody. Yet, even in this shifting landscape, there persists a flicker. A tiny ember of hope that refuses to be quenched.

It lives in the small gestures of kindness, in the collective experiences of isolation, and in the quiet strength we find within ourselves. This belief is not a denial of the hardships we face, but rather a commitment to move through them, together.

It reminds us that even in lockdown, our humanity endure.

Freedom's Cost

True liberation is a precious and often cherished gift. Yet, its maintenance demands a unwavering commitment. We must be willing to contribute our time, assets, and even at times our lives to guarantee its enduring existence. This is the real price we pay for the honor of living in a independent society.