The Death Row - An Original Poem

gandhibaba (72)in #poetry • 4 years ago

The death row, my friend, is crowded
With men who go to bed wildly awake
And do not wish to see sunrise
For the hangman may come
For their necks at dawn.

The death row, my friend, is crowded
With men who as boys
Became victims of broken homes and marriages
For none was left to show them the way.

The death row, my friend, is crowded
With a few innocent men
Who found themselves on the dreadful list
Because of manipulated fingerprints.
The death row, my friend, is crowded
And will forever remain so
As long as society believes
That by shedding more blood
The souls of the dead will be avenged.

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