Doin Time

[Brownlie]

Doing Time

I retired after 40 years guardin at San Quentin.  -- I think this poem needs physical description.
Mostly 12 hour shifts to send the boys to college,
have a nice house, and nice cars.  A lotta good that done. -- I'm not sure about the type of idiom adopted for this poem. "lotta good that done" suggests the speaker has bad grammar. (Not that grammar isn't necessarily a pedantic concern at times.)
My wife run off 15 years ago with a fuckin ex-con. -- Ran off because of the past tense? 

One of my boys died of a meth OD last year. The other
just finished an on-line degree in abnormal psychology,
at Leavenworth.  He’ll be spending the rest of his life
behind bars figuring out why he killed those three women.  

Most days now l stop by to visit the guys on the block.
Nobody visits most of ‘em, so I figure I might as well.
I got enough money now to get ‘em presents at birthdays
and Christmas, and help out a little once they get sprung.

At night, when I dream, I’m still walking the blocks,
doing night checks.  After 40 years, including the dreams,
I figure I spent a million hours doin time. But, hell, it's all good.
The only hard time I really done was on the outside. -- I've

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