When I woke up There was no TV No dresser no nice clothes or anything else That was in my room at home. I was greeted by a man with a deep voice and a blue shirt and black pants on. Count time mother fucker He said as he opened the door to this new and unfamiliar place I wasn’t sure what I was to do Or if I was dreaming or not Then he said it again Get the fuck out here, it’s count time I jumped to My feet and headed to the door. This new place Didn’t have a fancy couch or marble Floors Like my house did Instead everything was covered in the middle And every bit of 50 doors on each each of the 2 levels And each door had 3 people in front of them and orange jumpsuit Where am I ?? I said I could see out my peripheral view.This old guy looking over at me.I leaned to him and asked Hey sir where are we?  Yous In St. Louis County penitentiary my boy