By the rivers of Babylon—there we sat down and there we wept when we remembered Zion. On the willows there we hung up our harps. For there our captors asked us for songs, and our tormentors asked for mirth, saying, “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!” How could we sing the Lord’s song in a foreign land? Psalm 137:1-4 Those caught up in the cycle of incarceration have been knocked around by life. Most, if not all, were first …