Not iron metal bars but sealed windows
Not police officers in uniforms, but parents of discipline
Not a big fenced-up building of thousands, but a small house of 7.
Not inmates, but family members
Not blood spilt, but tears shed.
Not orange or stripes, but one's own language of clothing
Not grown, outraged humans, but an innocent child on a swing.
Not last week's food of bitterness, but the first month's rent.
Not gangs or mafias, but a family just as strong.
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