Laid there a panting Criminal,
To the left was a flaming Hemlock tree,
To the right was gentle cold of white snow,
Hello crawled to the right
Leaving behind the grey road.
As he embraced the snow
Smiled and said
God, you saved me once more
This poem of mine is centred around the idea that one is forgiven as long as she/he accepts the "god". I disagree and this poem is a critique of the said idea. People tend to whitewash their image in the name of god and I quite dislike that.