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Lawrence Hall Apr 25
Maybe the Prisoner was Already Dead

     “...he stepped slightly aside to avoid a puddle on the path.”

                               -George Orwell, “A Hanging”

Evening. Maybe he was already dead
Dead long before the State boys strapped him down
And a functionary started an I.V. drip
Left arm? Or right? In a cinder-block room

Fluorescent lights

With windowed faces posted on both sides
Testaments to the protocols of death
The liturgy of falling away because
He and the lads murdered a helpless man

Fluorescent lights

He breathed. And then he didn’t. His bowels let go
And did they put a Band-Aid on the wound?

Fluorescent lights

But now

Let’s go outside and feel the wind

                                                           ­      We live
Your ‘umble scrivener’s site is:
Reactionarydrivel.blogspot.com.
It’s not at all reactionary, tho’ it might be drivel.

Lawrence Hall’s vanity publications are available on amazon.com as Kindle and on bits of dead tree:  The Road to Magdalena, Paleo-Hippies at Work and Play, Lady with a Dead Turtle, Don’t Forget Your Shoes and Grapes, Coffee and a Dead Alligator to Go, and Dispatches from the Colonial Office.
Artistical Apr 5
People get killed for killing somebody, but people are trying to teach society that people shouldn't ****** because it is illegal...Ironic!
I hate the fact that the death penalty is so hypocritical!!!
Aa Harvey Apr 2018
One by One


One by one! (boom, boom, boom)
One by one! (boom, boom, boom)
One by one! (boom, boom, boom)
One by one! (boom, boom, boom)
One by one! (boom, boom, boom)
One by one! (boom, boom, boom)



We’ll **** them!    (boom, boom, boom)  
One by one! (boom, boom, boom)
We’ll **** them!    (boom, boom, boom)  
One by one! (boom, boom, boom)
We’ll **** them!    (boom, boom, boom)  
One by one! (boom, boom, boom)
We’ll **** them!    (boom, boom, boom)  
One by one! (boom, boom, boom)



Murderer! (boom, boom, boom)    
We **** them. (boom, boom, boom)
Murderer! (boom, boom, boom)    
We **** them. (boom, boom, boom)
One by one! (boom, boom, boom)
We’ll **** them!    (boom, boom, boom)  


The innocent! We’ll **** them.
One by one! We’ll **** them.
The innocent! We’ll **** them.
One by one!


You killed them! So we’ll **** you!
One by one! We’ll **** you!
One by one!


I killed you! So they executed me.
I killed you! So they killed me.
All I ever wanted. Was to be set free.
But I killed them! So they killed me.


Freedom from death was my reason to live.


(C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
K D Kilker May 2014
They’ll fight for your life,
Until they change their mind
Because it is written.
This poem could have been a lot longer, but it's bedtime.

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