"In prison, those things wothheld from and denied to the prisoner become precisely what he wants most of all." eldrige Cleaver

Freedom isn't what he wants most of all? To feel the sunshine touch his face, to breath the warm air of spring, to devour a big thigh of fried chicken and appease his thrist with a cold grape Kool-Aid, that's what the man wants. Why would an animal be given such a luxury? No, wild animals stayed in cages, away from society. Because that's what he was: a wild one. He was always treated like one anyway. He doesn't even think he's a human being.What's love? He does not know. He never knew what it was. He never felt it and never will. They say human make mistakes. Well, he is not a human. He just a wild one.

Flo!!