Law & Order

The judge hears his plea

He is no longer part of me

The jury debates

I soon realize his fate

The executioner is impatient

Can no one see the end result, so blatent?

The judge nods his head and turns to the stands

I hold my headin my hands

The jury states

I hold my breath and wait

"We've reached a verdict,"

I know, I've heard it before

"We find the defendant,"

The girl next to me would have never guessed it

"Guilty"

How could he do this to me?

The executioner  cackles and grins

I wish I could erase all his sins

The judge slams the gavel down

All I can do is frown

"Case closed. Jury dismissed."

He will truely not be missed

The jury clears

I shed more tears

The executioner possesses him now

I raise a brow

The judge gathers his papers and leaves

Tears streaming down, I heave

The jury vanished

I slightly panic

The executioner shoves him along

I try to sing a happy song

He smiles and waves, "Everything's okay."

That's the only thing he has to say

To me, he sings the next verse

I shoot him a glare and send him a curse

His eyes start to water

I can take this no longer

Through a large metal door he disappears

The last time I am to see him here ~~

           

Reviews

[Star Catcher]

Wow, that was powerful. I could feel the turmoil in the words.

[Wolfwind Words]

What a powerfully dynamic poem! I could feel the tension of many emotions with in the image of the courtroom. I felt you did a good job at catching the feelings and the unimotional and detached viewpoint of the judge. I really liked how you made the executioner cackle. that added a dimension to the scene that most people probably don't think about. Great Job!

[Jim Bob]

Interesting piece...love the rhyming. Welcome to Writer's Cafe. Hope to see you around the place, and thankyou for putting your work out there for all of us to peruse and enjoy. I hope you like it here and have an enjoyable time meeting new friends with which to share writing ideas. It can be a little cruel at times - the feedback that is - but you can't be a writer if you're scared of the sight of your own blood. Enjoy!