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  • Nama Kerajaan: Kenneth Key
  • Daftar Bilangan: A70562
  • Umur:57
  • Masa Berkhidmat:33 tahun
  • Bandar Utama:Chicago, IL
  • Hukuman:888 tahun (Natural Life)
  • Caj Semasa:Armed Robbery, Penculikan
  • Alias:Blue & Ananyah Ben Yisrael
  • Melepaskan Tarikh:N / A
  • Gabungan Penjara:N / A
  • Circle Pengaruh:Jamel Miller
  • Institusi:Stateville Pemasyarakatan Pusat
  • You will rise in direct proportion to the decrease in your negative thoughts, words and actions

Stateville Pemasyarakatan Pusat: On the Yard


On the yard at Stateville Correctional Center a group of old-timers play cards and listen to a few younger brothers talk. G has just returned to prison after five years out. Now he has a life sentence.

Hoppi: G, where you been? Aint seen you in a month, been asking about you. You okay?

G: Ya, lelaki. I just been going through it. My babymama had to move back in with her moms. They just took the rest of my money in forfeiture court. And all my girl is getting from old G is I told you so.

Hoppi: Mengapa?

G: When I caught this case all the stuff I accumulated, I had to get rid of to pay the lawyers, the rent and all that. They foreclosed on the crib.

Hoppi: Man, I know you aint broke. All those apartment buildings, the club, kereta, and the money they say you were making out there. You had a five year run!

G: Hoppi, the game taxes you more ways than one.

Crowd of Old-Timers: We told you the last time you were here, Get out the game. If you stay in, you’ll be joining the LWOP [Life Without Parole] club. And now you’re back in Youngblood, so dig in. It’s about to get real!

G: Ya, Old G, y’all told me, and I went through all that money like I didn’t have a care in the world. In hindsight, I should’ve listened.

Old G: Did you at least do right by your moms?

G: Nah. She still in the projects, and I know I should’ve got her out of there. Just a month and a half ago they shot and killed my little brother Tay. I mean I was breaking her off a few here and there, but I didn’t do right by her. Pada akhir hari, she couldn’t bury my brother and the State cremated him.

Hoppi: Damn, what happened to your team? They said you had the whole city, from Avenue J to the Circle.

G: We did, pulling about 20 racks a day, on average. But the hoes, the clubs, the bottle popping wars, just keeping pace with the life of show and tell made a nigga get on his grind harder the next day, knowing he wasted 20-30 grand with the crew. Trying to hold down two relationships, two houses, and at just twenty-two, it taxes you. The team split soon as the heat came down. Lil C fled town. Police looking for Hitman. And my so-called ace Petey turned State evidence, got a deal, be out in ten. Me, they gave me LIFE! To top it off, my chick I had on the side stole everything and left town.

Hoppi: That hurt.

G: And just a few days ago I found out they denied my appeal. The apartment buildings and club wasn’t in my name. I was a silent partner. Once dudes heard I caught two bodies they said fuck G, sold everything and ran.

Old School (one of the old-timers): I told you when you were here the last time, turn left when get out. Avoid the same people, places and things or you were sure to return. That fast life is the hook and once it sinks in, it’s hard to get loose. You came in and said you needed to get your G.E.D. You did that. Got your A.A. and other life skills and then you went out there and didn’t use any of that. Now you’re about to see how rough life can really get. What did I tell you when you left Youngblood?

G: If I got back in the game to remember you are only as good as your last game and when it’s over, it’s over.

Old School: What you got?

G: Tiada apa-apa, except problems. More problems than I can handle.

Old School: I came in at 29, now I’m 70. That’s real! Encik. Gray over there got thirty in. Mike got twenty-seven, Fillmore, forty-seven years today. At this table alone is 133 years served. Youngblood your journey has just begun. Mengapa?

G: Choices.


G: Old School you think you could sport me a few noodles? I don’t have anything in my cell.

Old School: I got you Youngblood. Will send ’em up after shift change. Peace!

This is the type of dialogue among many that take place every day on the yards and in the cell-houses of American prisons. G is just an example of how life in the fast lane can turn and place one on a dead end street for life with no way out– Stuck in prison because of choices.

There are many young men who come through prison who at one time had a lot of money and when they arrived could not afford a couple of $.25 noodles.

I pray you are getting this message.

This next part is part of an ongoing initiative. I ask fellow prisoners what’s their biggest regret and what’s their message to the street. Out of the hundreds of responses I have received, I have not heard one person say prison is a wonderful experience or they have no regrets. Now look in the mirror and ask yourself, do you really want to screw your life up? Terdapat 48,000 prisoners in Illinois. Each year I check how many reversals, overturned sentences, or re-sentencing hearings, and it may be thirty at the max. And if you are innocent, it usually takes twenty years or better to earn your release. The remainder is stuck.

I want you to pay special attention to the prisoners’ ages and their time served. You do the math. These men came into prison 18, 22, 25-years-old and some directly from the juvenile system.

Vernon is 40-years-old with eighteen years served. Biggest regret: not being there with his children and continuing the cycle he experienced of not having a father at home. Message to the streets: follow your dreams because you can be anything you put your mind to. Put our Heavenly Father first.

Thaddeus is 43-years-old with twenty-one years served. Biggest regret: missing out on raising his children; not being able to say goodbye to loved ones who have passed away. Message to the streets: doing good is very hard work, but the benefits are truly great. Doing wrong is so very easy and don’t take much work, but it will cost you your life. Be good and live.

Everyone here in the area of Stateville Correctional Center where I’m housed is doing life without parole or virtual life, or what is now termed DBI (Death by Incarceration). It’s part of a larger scheme of this system of mass incarceration that disproportionately impacts people of color and people from poor and working class communities. That’s the real. If you don’t change direction, this is where you are headed.

There are presently over 2,000,000 prisoners in the American prison system. The majority of them had dreams to make their mark on this world and get rich. Prison is the end result of the get-rich-quick schemes. I implore you to #RaiseUP

Make the changes necessary to stay out of prison.



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