Cell Reformation

I only live for you
If engaged, I correct
Learn to know when it’s bad.

Pick the things that are yours
do not curse on the lord
I don’t strike as a joke

My walls you cannot climb
I can define your time

I can bury the past
and let it hunt others
I make strong men feel weak

I’m built as certain blocks
no matter shape or size
I’m known by many names

My walls you cannot climb
I can define your time.

Fox River or Sona,
I am that cubicle
I am your worst nightmare

Ruddapoet.