Words of Freedom
Capital Punishment
To smithereens and smidgens with fineness of clay
Many hearts I have shattered without delay
These, deprived of the respite for which they pray
At my death, shall a soothing sojourn their way?
And if a spear be thrust in my side this day-
Shall it serve as balm – taking aches away?
If the flow from me be served on a silver tray
This would not suffice for the grief must stay.
Their angst and pain brings forth an array-
Of means attempting their hurt to display
As I await to dangle; from noose to sway
Guilt, defiance and desire all interplay
And every passing moment the evils I replay
Wondering how many bullets can my deed repay?
Certainly this alone can cause some fray
Burn at the stakes and ashes to the river spray
Shall savage stances serve to sufferings allay?
But surely if condemned I may have my say
To the West I shall go; on their bed to lay
Awaiting a dose serene to send this soul away!
"Constellations of Thought" Jon Adoga ©2007
Many hearts I have shattered without delay
These, deprived of the respite for which they pray
At my death, shall a soothing sojourn their way?
And if a spear be thrust in my side this day-
Shall it serve as balm – taking aches away?
If the flow from me be served on a silver tray
This would not suffice for the grief must stay.
Their angst and pain brings forth an array-
Of means attempting their hurt to display
As I await to dangle; from noose to sway
Guilt, defiance and desire all interplay
And every passing moment the evils I replay
Wondering how many bullets can my deed repay?
Certainly this alone can cause some fray
Burn at the stakes and ashes to the river spray
Shall savage stances serve to sufferings allay?
But surely if condemned I may have my say
To the West I shall go; on their bed to lay
Awaiting a dose serene to send this soul away!
"Constellations of Thought" Jon Adoga ©2007
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