them but you have them. i used to be a banger but now i talk to the enemy in isolation, where walls become memories, memories become pain. pain becomes thunder soaked in the grief let it rain. life is death yet livable and continual. i was resenting, photographic reflections of lost times and psyche and imagination, ejaculating with passions of all kind. bound by concrete and steel. totally detached, i lost my -- that's called "concrete and steel." >> in an effort to give inmates a chance to restore faith in themselves, and atone for their crimes, the prison started a unique program called s.a.v.e., seriously acknowledging victims' emotions. >> not enough attention is paid towards the victim. >> this group here, you know, it gives guys chance enough to come and sit down and understand and find out why they have the behaviors that they have. >> typically inmates tend to