Hopeless faces everywhere, lining up in cell blocks. More and more young people sent behind bars. Drugs again and again, no end to violence. Shootings rampant in minority neighborhoods, even with tough gun laws. Honest people can't walk the streets for fear of being shot for no cause. More and more are put behind iron bars to sit and wait for life to pass them by. Young lives wasted in a grey jail house. No hope for a future that is bleak. One group gets privilege, while another falls through the cracks of the system. Disparity in the sentence based on what kind of drug you were carrying. Guns are the answer to everything, shoot and **** with no reason. Getting life for a cheap pistol and a few grams. Grey are the walls and dark is the color of prison. Not the ones we build with concrete and steel, but the ones we create for ourselves by refusing to acknowledge the problem and change it.