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Lawyers evoke strong emotion. They can be the brunt of jokes, lauded as heroes, or derided as unethical. They are both the person who imprisons you and the person who defends you against imprisonment. That juxtaposition serves as the basis for a poem titled “The Lawyer” in the Cummins Journal, published in 1972 by someone who signed their work only by their prisoner number, “ADC# 59331.”

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From Cummins Journal, April 1, 1972

“And he addressed the trembling prisoner
In a coat of deep-fried sin.
Why, he painted him all over
In a hue of the blackest crime;”

While the first stanza represented the prosecution, the second represents the defense. Both advocates are somehow describing the same man.

“Then, the other lawyer started
And with brimming, tearful eyes,
Said his client was a martyr
That was brought to sacrifice.”

Life at Arkansas’ Cummins Unit was hard. Forced to pick cotton in the fields, K.W. Heath penned a poem on the previous page titled “Rehabilitation” where he laments the stench of unwashed bodies while waiting for parole.

From Cummins Journal, April 1, 1972

William B. Bradley’s poem “Have You,” found in the same issue, speaks to the pain of incarceration and, apparently, of having a life sentence.

“Have you ever watched the sun go down,
Behind these prison walls?

And have you watched the sun come up,
Feel your life slip away?
Cause I am living a life filled with sorrow,
I am living a life filled with pain.
How long can I go on with no hope to go home?
But I am living the life just the same.”

In a 2002 issue of the Long Line Writer, to which the Cummins Journal was a predecessor, there is an account of brutal whippings if the incarcerated people forced to pick cotton didn’t hit their quota. Also stated in that issue is that in the early 1970s—at the time this poetry was written—that some prisoners had been armed with guns to act as overseers for other incarcerated workers picking cotton. The conditions didn’t preclude creative expression through poetry, even if that poetry is often tinged with darkness.

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Cummins Journal, p. 15
Arkansas Department of Correction
Cummins Journal, p. 14
Arkansas Department of Correction
Long Line Writer, Volume 22, Issue 11, 11-01-2002
Arkansas Department of Correction, Cummins Unit