Reus

Reus is latin for guilty.

Dragged into jail off of the street.
Committed no crime but thrown at the feet.
Of a man drunk with ill gained power.
Submit to his will, or he will devour.
His royal heinous stands over proceedings.
Gavel in hand, he's handing out beatings.
He's judge, jury, executioner too.
You can appeal, but no good that will do.

All rise court is in session.

Open your eyes unto the deception.
The verdict is bought, justice is a lie.
They keep their mouths shut, there daren't defy
His judgement is overturned by no man.
Contest his decree and he'll see you hang.
Long live our sovereign, long live our king.
But before you die, You will kiss his ring.

A guilty man is running free, and you're here in his place.
You're staring at a wrongful death, that's laughing in your face.
Your spirit's broken, your body's bruised, your will's withered away. 
He was your only friend, he'd never betray.

Stripped of your pride and thrown in a cell.

Torture your body then send you to hell.
Any last words? Get down on your knees.
Nothing to say? Well, bring in the priest.
"Take this man's soul lord, will you have mercy.

This killer of women, I see him unworthy.
He's spilt blood of virgins onto the earth.
Dying it red, In him there's no worth."

A guilty man is running free, and you're here in his place.
You're staring at a wrongful death, that's laughing in your face.
Your spirit's broken, your body's bruised, your will's withered away. 
He was your only friend, he'd never betray.

Your fate is hard to choose my friend.

Poison acts far too slowly.
Bullets for the military.
Hanging is seen too much.
Lobotomy needs a light touch.
They could throw you to the dogs.
They could crush you between logs.
Public beheading, to instill fear.
But they could gut you with a spear.
It doesn't matter which they choose.
Woman killer dead, will be the news.

The choice is made.




They drag your limp body from your dark cell.
You bid fellow felons a wistful farewell
You cross your heart, and you hope you die.
Guzzle down your last meal and then say goodbye.
Crowds cheering outside, as justice is done.
Parents outside. Ashamed of their son.
They've buried the truth in that box with you.
Another innocent is dead!

Reviews

[Kaylor Mason]

By the way, nice title on this; Latin is truly one of the most beautiful languages in the world.

[Kaylor Mason]

This was spectacular! I especially like your sarcasm in how you referred to people and things throughout this piece . . . it made the dark theme not only lighter, but fun to read. In my view, this is horrible if you're the man who's gonna die; if you're the guilty man, it's funny as hell. He must be laughing over a drink somewhere as this poor fool swings

[Whiskurz]

This is one of the best written pieces I have seen today.....I applaud you......Whisk