Wasted Honor -

Carl R. ToersBijns is the author of the Wasted Honor Trilogy [Wasted Honor I,II and Gorilla Justice] and his newest book From the Womb to the Tomb, the Tony Lester Story, which is a reflection of his life and his experiences as a correctional officer and a correctional administrator retiring with the rank of deputy warden in the New Mexico and Arizona correctional systems.

Carl also wrote a book on his combat experience in the Kindle book titled - Combat Medic - Men with destiny - A red cross of Valor -

Carl is considered by many a rogue expert in the field of prison security systems since leaving the profession. Carl has been involved in the design of many pilot programs related to mental health treatment, security threat groups, suicide prevention, and maximum custody operational plans including double bunking max inmates and enhancing security for staff. He invites you to read his books so you can understand and grasp the cultural and political implications and influences of these prisons. He deals with the emotions, the stress and anxiety as well as the realities faced working inside a prison. He deals with the occupational risks while elaborating on the psychological impact of both prison worker and prisoner.

His most recent book, Gorilla Justice, is an un-edited raw fictional version of realistic prison experiences and events through the eyes of an anecdotal translation of the inmate’s plight and suffering while enduring the harsh and toxic prison environment including solitary confinement.

Carl has been interviewed by numerous news stations and newspapers in Phoenix regarding the escape from the Kingman prison and other high profile media cases related to wrongful deaths and suicides inside prisons. His insights have been solicited by the ACLU, Amnesty International, and various other legal firms representing solitary confinement cases in California and Arizona. He is currently working on the STG Step Down program at Pelican Bay and has offered his own experience insights with the Center of Constitutional Rights lawyers and interns to establish a core program at the SHU units. He has personally corresponded and written with SHU prisoners to assess the living conditions and how it impacts their long term placement inside these type of units that are similar to those in Arizona Florence Eyman special management unit where Carl was a unit deputy warden for almost two years before his promotion to Deputy Warden of Operations in Safford and Eyman.

He is a strong advocate for the mentally ill and is a board member of David's Hope Inc. a non-profit advocacy group in Phoenix and also serves as a senior advisor for Law Enforcement Officers Advocates Council in Chino, California As a subject matter expert and corrections consultant, Carl has provided interviews and spoken on national and international radio talk shows e.g. BBC CBC Lou Show & TV shows as well as the Associated Press.

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Saturday, May 30, 2015

The Pretty Poppies





The Pretty Poppies

The point man saw the red flow of poppies run over
He didn’t know what he had stumbled upon
He quickly realized this was not a field of clover
As he scrambled for his life and took a dive back into the tall tall grass
He and the others knew they had brought trouble up the ass

As others caught up with him, they couldn’t believe their eyes
For what they saw were millions of poppies all around them
So many, so far as the human eye could see
Standing in those fields ready for harvest
Picked and processed and ready to be wrapped
Into the plastic containers where they were hidden and kept.

Opium here and opium there
The gold in them was easy to understand
As the traders bickered on price and profit
As those poppies were grown for nothing but greed
And every poppy grown had bloodshed on their seeds

We turned around for fear they would see us
For afar we could tell they were busy making the deal
Set aside their cultural traditions and let the poppies bring them their hard earned pay
A natural stimulant, these red flowers were here to stay
So as the poppies border the fields of harvest, they were ready for market
Cultivated, grown and packaged for profit

They were natural beauties, an awesome sight to see
But getting too near could end your life with fear
In a country so poor, these flowers had a purpose
And the opium grown was their road to their success
As their beauty separated them from the rest

No opium pipes were seen or smoking
No poppies were taken for they belonged to someone else
And as the endless line of trucks were loaded
The poppy was re-seeded and grown again
So that in time, another harvest was broken
As the money flow kept coming, bring these traders their needs



Friday, May 29, 2015

I Walk Alone - a video we can all relate to at one time or another

Thursday, May 28, 2015

Homeless Kids in the USA

Old Age



Old Age


Oh, with trembling hands, I feel the cane a shaking
With some difficulty, I can feel my feet struggle when I am walking
Yet, without my love for life, I would not even survive
This body of mine, getting old and delicate, has done its time

The time when I was young is still fresh in my mind
The way I liked to dance and listen to the music, so long ago
And remember how it has soothed my soul, my heart and my rhythms of life
And praying real hard, another decade I shall survive

My skin no long smooth, it is becoming some found some wrinkle
But up above I can still see the Milky Way and all the bright stars twinkle
My eyes do suffer a little bit at night, as they are worn and fading
But during the day, my sunlight is still bright, making me smile
So I feel my body ache, my body is shaking as I walk each precious mile

Each mile I take with each step it takes, I risk another bone breaking
And in the end, my life has been complete and none of it was faking
No matter how much pain I can bear, in the end I cannot let it be defeat
And if the gates of heaven should open and start calling my name
I know I can get there without struggling or falling, even without my cane

For my ears will always listen for the trumpet’s sound
And my heart will know it is the nature of the call that is profound
A chance for heaven, a chance for bliss, there is no way, I am taking the chance to miss
That heavenly journey up into the sky, never questioning my time, never asking why
I shall take a deep breath, my heart will beat once more, and then, I sleep and die
And make me a promise, my dear family and friends, for me, you will not cry

Wednesday, May 27, 2015

WHO AM I



WHO AM I


I AM a member of the human race, I am a child of God’s Creation
I AM a man who loves his family, his brother and sisters more than his chocolate
I AM a man of love and dignity for the elders of our nation
I AM a person who sacrificed his own for the love of his country
I AM a dreamer who works hard to put a smile on a stranger’s face
I AM a man who misses his parents who have passed and gone to heaven’s gates

I AM a human being who knows that money is the root of all evil if it is done with greed
I AM a man who knows compassion and treats each person with dignity and grace
I AM a fellow who spent his entire savings and money in pocket for the love of life
I AM a person who has survived the struggles, the battles and challenges life bring
I AM a man who proudly wears a wedding ring

I AM a man who does not dabble in silver or gold
I AM someone who bears much pain for the world’s hunger and the feet so cold
I AM a man who will sacrifice for the loved ones in his life
I AM the man who is loyal and faithful to his wife
I AM a person who is eternally grateful for the blessing life has brought him
I AM a man who won’t compromise his faith and love and serve on Him

I AM a man who goes out and takes care of those who can’t
I AM the person who stays home and helps the children when the other adults rant
I AM the man who stopped working for pay and business needs
I AM someone who knows how pain and suffering can make human bleed
I AM a person who rarely gets lazy or careless along the way
I AM the man who stands beside you and here by your side, I will stay