“One of these days I’m gonna break these chains” a poem by Eric King
I wake up alone in a box that ain’t my home without the love I call my own people who live in glass houses I envy them all people who live in cages...
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“Oh the life of a snitch” a poem by Eric King
Oh, the life of a snitch you get caught with a ki won’t even do 3 that’s one hell of a plea you’re a snitch! *** Number one on your conspiracy but you’d...
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Them bronze keys a poem by Eric King
Them bronze keys o’ they rattle am i free or starting battle Them slammed doors how they wake my battered spirit they tried to break Them bronze keys open my food tray guards...
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Urgent support needed-Call into CCA Leavenworth *UPDATED*
Eric has been held in disciplinary segregation since February 24th after being accused of throwing his shoes at a guard during a shakedown of the cells while the whole prison was on lockdown....
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Eric’s Plea Signing Date 3/3/2016
After almost a year and a half of pre-trial detention in shitty conditions, court battles and other legal woes, and facing threats of forty years in prison, Eric King has finally...
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Eric has been placed back in segregation.
It has come to our attention through Eric’s attorney that he has been placed in the hole again during the shake-down of the facility. He has been told that he will have a...
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“They build walls to hold” a poem by Eric King
They build walls to hold to separate and destroy They build prisons to enslave to rip hearts to shreds They build planes to attack and build plants to make bombs They build borders...
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Call for a blast of solidarity!
Eric has been trying to get a new lawyer assigned to his case. However, today in court the judge denied him the opportunity to seek new legal counsel. On top of this unfortunate...
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Am I angry or hungry a poem by Eric King
Am I angry or hungry starving and shaking throw a punch or take a bite cook a meal or start a fight? In what world does canned spoiled fruit and beans count as...
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“how did McDavid handle it when the judge said 19?” a Poem by Eric King
This is a feeling you can’t escape its an empty loneliness, I know it me by myself despite a strong team back in the boxing ring keep hoping that i’ll wake from...
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