one last requestA Poem by Wicked JesterAs she holds her crying baby tightly to her chest
the tears of dispair run down her face as she begs for one last request
"take me dear God and spare my child" she speaks out loud
face turned to the sky as she talked to the clouds
and with sudden jerk and twitch the babe went silent
the woman lost her mind and became violent
she renounced her faith and burned the bible next to her bed
took out the loaded pistol and planted one bullet in her head
one last request left ungranted
two bodies in the ground are planted © 2012 Wicked Jester |
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1 Review Added on April 24, 2012 Last Updated on April 24, 2012 AuthorWicked Jesterparts unknownAboutI'm wicked and funny.... I write what I want, and I say what I want. I am not a pro at writing, I do it for fun. If you like what I write...thats sweet. If you don't thats alright too. more..Writing
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