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Poetry and Prose by Russell Wardlow

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Our Nature

April 18, 2020 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

I cared for the ground she walked on
I cared for the water he drank from
I cared for the trees the little ones climbed
and I cared for the air that we all breathe
it’s all connected
we’re all connected
though fear may keep us separated
our nature,
our true nature
is within nature
not without
and love,
keeps us all connected as one
because there can’t be one,
without the other
to destroy nature
is to destroy our own nature
therefore destroying ourselves

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Prose of a Con

Prose of a Con is a collection of Russell Wardlow’s prose and poetry written entirely behind bars. Through writings on family, spirituality, freedom, love, justice, redemption, and vulnerability, Russell seeks to show the humanity and hope of individuals like himself who are incarcerated.

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