The Kill

Alice couldn't take her eye's off her blood covered hands.
She knew that she wasn't the only one to blame for the old man's death, other had a part to play.
But she was the one to wield the knife.
She could've stopped at anytime. She didn't even have to go in for the kill, but she did.
She was the murderer, red handed.
And before a judge all parties would stand and she alone would get the harshest punishment.
It was exactly how it should be.
Alice had death on her hands and the gift of truth, even if some saw it as a curse.
Better that she, and she alone, received the punishment for the crime she had commit.
When it was in her power to stop.
When She decided not to.

© 2008 Kaitlin Siobhan

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poetic soul

nice read.. one suggestion, in the second line:
"other had a part to play."
this wasnt needed, coz its a poem, and i guess, a lil vagueness works wonders! :) though, its jus my opinion... at the end, its yo work, you should better know it!

:) Smiles,
Poetic Soul

Posted 15 Years Ago

DF	Interesting concept that captured me immediately. Why did she kill? Posted 15 Years Ago Interesting concept that captured me immediately. Why did she kill? Rating /100