The King Of Rap

by Delandreas, Year 1, Issue 1

As I sat in juvenile hall, I worried and thought about 2Pac who was in intensive care at the time. I thought for sure he would survive the terrible tragedy which happened to him in Las Vegas.

Now that 2Pac has passed, his death really worries me because of the life he led. I always wondered when something went down with 2Pac (shootings, rape, running his mouth, and talking shhh in his raps) if it would come back on him?

I see his death as a tragedy, because he was a man who had been through most of the things I either witnessed or been apart of. I will miss his voice telling me how to deal with my community. 2Pac was the role model of the people I hang around . I used to be in the dope game real deep, so when I listened to 2Pac it would help me learn how to deal with the game and the people in this madness, read more

2Pac Spoke The Real

by Francis, Year 1, Issue 1

2Pac was as real as a person could get! Like all of us, he had a good side and a dangerous side. He was a ghter in my eyes. The good side of 2Pac was that he always told the truth. The truth is so important because we who listen to his music have much respect for him. Even his gangster side spoke about the reality of my streets, the daily horrors of alcohol, drugs, women, killin’ and gangbangin’.

When I hear that 2Pac died, I got so sad. The thought of him being ambushed with his producer Suge Knight, was disturbing, but I still thought he was going to live! So when I heard that 2Pac died on Friday, I felt so sad. I get so sad just thinking abot his loss now. I know in life we are born, hopefully grow up and make something of ourselves, and then we die. We all die sooner or later. So for myself, I must make something of my future so I don’t nd myself six feet under or spending my life in the penitentiary. read more

The Beat Within – Writing Workshop for Teens

Topics will be presented for teens to discuss and write about. The writing can then be submitted for possible publication in The Beat Within – a magazine of youth writing and art from the inside.

3:30-4:45PM  every 1st & 3rd Friday

FOOD!  (if you arrive at 3:30PM)

The latest issue of The Beat Within will be available for those who submit to the magazine!


Friday, September 16, 2016 – 3:30pm – 4:45pm Friday, October 7, 2016 – 3:30pm – 4:45pm Friday, October 21, 2016 – 3:30pm – 4:45pm Friday, November 4, 2016 – 3:30pm – 4:45pm Friday, November 18, 2016 – 3:30pm – 4:45pm


Eastmont Branch

7200 Bancroft, Ste 211 Eastmont Town Center

OaklandCA  94605

Phone: (510) 615-5726

Dear Diary

by Xiomara Gonzalez

A person doesn’t realize that no matter what it is that they’re going through, “this too shall pass.” I didn’t see things this way for a long time. That is, until one time at about three in the morning, I woke up to a noise I’ve never heard before. I listened and realized someone somewhere nearby was crying. This cry was that of a wounded animal. It sounded so sad, my heart sank and broke into a million little pieces. She didn’t know this, but for the whole time she cried, I sat there silently and just listened. Eventually she cried herself to sleep. I wanted to ask what was wrong, why was she up crying at that time. I realized the reason didn’t matter. She was suffering like me and like everyone else here.

The following night, it happened again. She didn’t realize it, but this time she wasn’t alone. Again, I sat there silently and listened to her cry. I tried to connect with her, tried to comprehend her pain. I wanted to hug her, comfort her, but I couldn’t. I guess being there was enough, and even though she never knew she wasn’t alone, I was proud to be there for someone. That night, while the rest of the world slept, our souls were together, and together we suffered. Like the night before, “it passed.” read more

No Jails

by Young E

Freedom for all
Happy faces
Regardless of your race
No tears
Moms, Dads, Grams, Gramps, Aunts, Uncles and Cousins happy to have all family
In one place
A safe world
No drive by shootings
No gang violence
No guns
Just peace, love, understanding
And good conversation
To work out our differences.
No corruption.
Is it possible?
Where do we start?
In our homes
With our family?
In the schoolhouse
With our classmates?
On the block
With our neighbors and friends?
At the job
With our colleagues?
Or, on the bus
With strangers?
Sure all the above, but then again, it starts at home,
With the love and support
that is provided by our elders, our blood.
On the road to no jails is a long bumpy road
We need to destroy all guns.
We need to destroy all weapons.
We need to destroy this black and white world we live in.
We need to nd new solutions when one breaks the rules. How to do that, I do not know.
What do you do with haters?
What do you do with those who know it all?
What do you do about racism
Classism, poverty, elitism?
I wish I had the answer.
Will we ever gure out a life without jails?
Probably not, though it’s fun to dream and believe we
As a human race have the intelligence to succeed with a world without jails.
I promise myself, I’ll do my part.
I’ll teach my children through the love I give them daily,
As I play a part in their life and that for sure will make a big difference.
Watch! read more

The Beat Within / The Crime Report

Greetings friends,

This past weekend, The Crime Report, based in New York City, picked up, posted and featured our dear friend and colleague, Michael Webb’s piece, “The Little Boy Who Lost His Dream.” A wonderful piece of writing from a determined individual whose goal is to help others see a better way. This piece is also featured in this week’s issue of The Beat Within, 21.35/36.

Michael Webb is a juvenile lifer, who co-facilitates and participates
in The Beat Within’s monthly writing workshop inside San Quentin State Prison in San Quentin, CA.
We cannot wait to share this news with Michael.

‘The Little Boy Who Lost His Dream’

We are truly grateful for the partnership we have with The Crime
Report. If you personally have visited this site more than a few
times, there is a chance you may now have lost your access and are
requested to pay to view. If that is the case, we have posted the
piece, “The Little Boy Who Lost His Dream,” below. read more