I never asked to
Be put to death
I was extremely drunk
Not high on pot or meth,
My life was ok
Still twas far from fine
Then all spiral down
In nineteen ninety nine,
I simply wanted
To end each day
In my happy go lucky
Customery way,
All my days on earth
I liked being known as a chiller
Never did I want to
Mirror Thriller,
I was walking home
After a night of heavy drinking
A street punk put a gun in my face
I used my Krav Maga without thinking,
There was a loud public outcry
"He's my baby, my child
He's always been so good
Wasn't his fault he went wild,
I'm white so I'm evil
Ex soldier military trained
I'm expected to maintain control
(A 45 in my face) and restrained,
I don't know much about heaven
Don't care if there's a hell
I only know that it's freezing cold
In this death row cell,
For the past week
All I've heard is hammer and nail
I put tissue in my ears
All to no avail,
Soon a rope will be
Around my thick throat
All pleas will in the end
Come to mean more,
The death penilty is no more
I'm supposed to be the last
As I climb 13 steps to the necktie
I can only hope my demise is fas.....
JJSweets 16Juni20 20:36 hrs
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