Every day George faces life in prison with all types of men with various personalities. Its a hard cruel world there!

Another day on the battle
ground, this soldiers wearing
down. Strap on your boots,keep
your mind in focus, as the
trumpet sounds.

Off in the distance comes a
battle cry, as another soldier
falls, stand your ground, give
it all you've got, keep your
back against the wall.

Tensions so strong in the air
it can be cut with a knife.
Realities pain seldom leaves,
I chose this way of life .

As the sun drops down in the
sky, I must sleep with one
eye open, there's always a chance
I'll awake bound and broken.

Each day I go into battle, I
choose God as my sword and
shield, with hope my mind stays
strong, knowing my heart will
never yield.