Incarcerated
Memories replayed, the screams still fresh,
Eyes still see, the gushing red blood,
Spurting through the open wound,
Shanked by me, he whimpers like a fool,
Serves him right for dissing my cred,
Lying there begging for his life,
I could taste the sweetness of victory,
Like winning an ol’ western duel,
I watch as he slowly fades away,
Eyes shut, he’s seen his last day,
Blade still dripping, I get collared,
Dragged away by the men in blue,
Standing in court, box guarded,
Hear his family weep, blaming me,
For stealing away their beloved boy,
In the prime of his youth,
The jury pass a sympathetic verdict,
Incarcerated for life, no chance of bail,
A moment of uncontrolled madness,
Will I ever see the brightness of day,
A killer, a murderer, an animal,
A felony never to be forgiven,
No hope of redemption,
No audacity of hope,
Noone to blame but myself,
As I rot away eternally,
Two wasted lives, potential for more,
Society stil fails to fathom us youth.
Copyright © 2009 by Niro N
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