Quentin Lewis has been incarcerated since he was 16. He's now 45 and an inmate at Wende Correctional Facility in upstate NY. He earned his G.E.D. and an Associates Degree in prison. He's been fighting a wrongful conviction since 2001. Students at Cardozo School of Law and Yeshiva are assisting with his case. Quentin is certified as law clerk in the prison system.
Read his article in the New York Times here.
Read Quentin's poem below.
Jailhouse Lawyer, by Quentin Lewis
You not a Jailhouse Lawyer
Unless you won a case
Stop sitting on the sideline
Looking out of place
You sitting down at Chowtime
Looking at your plate
Like wait
How I'm gone get out From behind this gate
Go escape in the law library
Lifting weights
Damn straight
This time is scary
As your fate
No date upstate
The cell your sanctuary
Like a braincell
Where your energy is carried
The law legalise
In my memory is buried
Due process
Came way before slavery
Maybe you need to learn
Johnson verse Avery
Supreme Court said
Jailhouse Lawyers amazing
Filing torts
Trying to get back to the pavement
A better person
More than before I was caged in
Trailblazing
Champion of human rights
Hell raising
The right to counsel never dies
After direct appeal
You still alive
Strategize like a chess game
Be a knight
Bounds versus Smith
Is your right to fight life
Late night on the West law legal cite
Hype as a typist type
Defending rights
Wrongfully convicted
Feel like double jeopardy twice.
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