This is a great poem, and in many ways, I agree. If you've ever read True Notebooks, or any other book about jail (I've read many) you get the idea that nothing really gets better there. There are gangs in jail, drugs in jail, and the physically weaker people still get beat up. And those who get out often end up back in. So whats the point? Most things would be and improvement to the current system. This is a well written poem, but some punctuation might help when talking about the young mother.
~claire