ConsequenceA Poem by BeckyI was watching a crime show and I began to think, what if the crime committed was an accident? The only reason to punish them would be out of malice for them, or something else.
Darkness has taken
over the day. I am so tired yet here I lay. Listening to and cherishing all the night things come alive with the sinking of the sun. For them it is like the day has just begun. In the distance I hear a lone wolf's lonesome cry. He howled as the moon was the unreachable apple of his eye. Still, I lay here wide awake. I roll to my side and begin to quake My worry I cannot hide It was an accident, yet they would not let him slide. I can hear the crickets chirping, and the bull frogs bellowing. Now I roll to my back, trying to think of how I got so off-track I heard the owls reverberating question. Then his screech before he flies to his new destination. How did I end up in this place? Frustration crept into my mind, so I rise and begin to pace. I look out of my small window my hear fills with sorrow. Then the sun rose to bring about the dawn. I came to a great realization I will never again be a part of civilization. I then heard the keys in the door, my legs buckle and I hit the floor. The guard says: Stand up, son. It's time. I will soon pay for my accidental crime. Suddenly the sky clouded over, and it began to pour There I stood, bleakly staring at the door. The door swung open I held my head high to walk the distance to my extinction. Even though it is pouring many people waited to see my awesome extermination. As I knelt and lowered my head to the block, I heard the ticking of the clock. I was tortured by each tick. I knew what was to happen on the sixth tick. On the fifth tick, I looked up to see a pair of crystal blue, cruel eyes. She said, "Now your head's gonna roll." to my surprise.
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AuthorBeckySagamore, PAAboutI love to read. It helps me escape from my world when things get crazy or too sad to deal with at the moment,my favorite reads are historical and mythological romances as well as poetry. more..Writing
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