Creative thinking can bring about an inner awareness

Prison Inmate – Special Treatment Unit, Matapuna.  Christchurch Men’s Prison.  2011

I worked for several years as a contracted art tutor to Canterbury Prisons.  This poem was passed to me on the day of this young man’s graduation from a comprehensive Special Treatment Unit Program from a high-risk reoffending unit.  It was a handwritten poem on an artwork that he had done while in class with me in 2011 at Christchurch Men’s Prison…

If you like me, read the first two lines of the poem and thought ..Was this appropriate? My heart sunk in my stomach.  Had this young man developed a crush on me, and I’m not being vain about that, it’s just that I knew that I was often the only ray of light in some of these men’s long and dark days while incarcerated.

I’d been told on my induction training to the prison to be mindful of this sort of thing happening .. to be aware of prisoner manipulation ..and I thought to myself..  Do I need to report this to the Principal Corrections Officer?   But you need to read on.

Creative thinking can bring about an inner awareness and can convey to others what someone is thinking and feeling even when they may not be able to verbally express it.  Now this may be conveyed visually through painting and drawing, or it could be in a written work, or it may even be through dance or music. 

Poem : To a Lady I once Loved

The day I first met you, I remember all too well

You made me feel I was complete

I loved your very smell.

 

It was only meant to be one night

That we would be together

I gave you all my heart and attention

You said that its forever

 

I was so young when I fell for you

I was with you everyday

You said for our relationship to work

It had to be your way.

 

Each night when we lay down

 in bed to go to sleep

You would hold me tight and keep me warm

From my head down to my feet

 

As we lay entwined together

You would whisper that I’m yours to keep

But I knew that when the night grew cold

You’d leave me in my sleep

 

In the morning when Id wake

To find you that you were gone

You knew that I’d come searching for you

Even If it took me all day long

 

No matter who you’d been with

No matter what you’d done

You knew I would take you back

Because you were my number one

 

When Id finally find you

I would be the worst for wear

My body would be aching

Sweat would drench my hair

 

Id beg you to come and hold me

Please just for one more night

You’d ask for a bit more of my soul

And then you’d say all right

 

There’s only so much a man can give

Before there’s nothing left

I knew that if I wasn’t careful

That you’d take from me my breath

 

The time has come for me to choose

I know its life or death

I know our relationship must end

For me to be my best

 

I’ve followed you to concrete cells

Where alone I had to fight

The days were long

And they were cold

But worst there were the nights

 

All that I could think of

Was how I missed your warm embrace

To feel your love, to touch your skin

I wanted just one more taste

 

But you never came, you broke my heart

And left me all alone

From rising temperatures to cold sweats

that chilled me to the bone

 

Now that I’ve come through the pain

To you I won’t return

It’s taken me 15 years of hell

For me to finally learn

 

That all I must do to win

Is not to take you back

I’ve said goodbye and buried you

Your name is on a plaque

 

It reads a lady lies alone

Cold here within

She was my love, my heart my soul

Her name was Heroin

 

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