Prison Life

I have just been completely inspired. I went to Gulu Prison, (Mom-finish the sentance)where the prisoners had created a Drama. It was coordinated through a great NYU professor, who spent the last two weeks doing music therapy with these prisoners. To see the music that they produced through this process was awe-inspiring. God was in this room. In the main sleeping quarters for prisoners, dark and concrete, the rythms of the drums echoed profuse energy across the dirty walls. Outside, prisoners, all in yellow hung their head between the bars, as rain poured down on the muddy, barbwire infested compound. Everyone wanted to see what this music was all about. As we sat in the room, with 200 other prisoners watching these songs and dance, you realized it was the most human and Godlike of movements. It was all about release for these men, 30 of them, dancing and singing, playing the drums and acting. They were letting go of their prison shackles, if only for a few hours. These 30 men, dancing so intensely, you could see the depths of their souls in each step. Dripping sweat, each was celebrating the opportunity to release their emotions, and with it stir about everyone else's. It was by far the most intensely beautiful 2 hours. Oh....the power's going out!!! I'll describe more later.