Here I'm I chained to this rock
I wait for the tide to change and come in
I have been sentenced to death
for a crime, I did not commit

I did not tell them who the murderer was
yet they did not listen to my innocents
I was not an islander
just a stranger to them you see

Judged a judgment unfair
now this is my predicament
chained to a rock
waiting for the tide to come in

Suddenly I hear splashing from behind me
from around the rock comes the real killer
she lays flowers on my lap
then thanks me for saving her

If I could move my arms manacled
I would throttle her
she is who killed her husband
I witnessed her doing it you see

She moves to kiss me
just a bit closer, please
as she does her lips touch my cheek
I turn and with teeth rip at her slender throat

She holds her neck as blood starts to gush
she staggers back in shock
then falls by my feet
the water turns red

Soon the tide will have me
now I can be called a murderer
chained to this rock
soon I too will die


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris