Michael My Brother: A Poem of Loyalty and Escape

Michael, my brother, you are sharp and witty. I always shielded you from the streets. Never thought you’d return the favor. I was framed for a murder they twisted. No gun rang out, yet they sent me to Fox River’s death row. You became inmate 94941 and built a team with Sucre and others. You drilled through walls because you knew every step. You loved Dr. Tancredi so the infirmary door would stay open. You paved my route out of hell. If the Company ever catches you or locks you in Sona, I will move heaven and earth to see you free.

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