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The Late Exposation Of The Truth

A crowd was gathered around a child
Her pulse was gone
But yet she still smiled
She was so little
So innocent, or so it seemed
But all the data in her case was noncommital
The investigators searched high and low
But they couldn’t find a lead
So much work... yet nothing to show
A passerby stopped next to the corpse and sighed
Just the night before he'd spoken to this girl
And She told him how she felt cast aside
He knew she was feeling hurt
but he never expected to find her dead
With a knife in hand and blood all over her shirt
He knew the truth of her death
She wasn’t murdered
It was she that decided to take her last breath

The man must have looked suspicious
Because the investigators took him into custody
A move that would later be proven injudicious
He told them what he knew
But their narrow mindedness would not accept the truth
So they made their own conclusion that was far from being true
False accusations were being made
and the truth continued to be ignored
The poor man was genuinely afraid
Solid iron bars kept him enclosed
Dull and bland colors surrounded him
The perfect shades for when your feeling uncomfortably exposed
A day went by and he was searched
They found a single hair on the tip of his shoe
Upon hearing the news his stomach lurched
The word was given
He was to die today at noon
And a priest was called in so that his supposed ‘sin’ might be forgiven

There was only one scream full of agony
Then the room went silent
As the people stared at two lifeless eyes of the darkest ebony
Nights passed
And the child’s case was put to a rest
That is until some news came, leaving everyone aghast
A simple letter
Addressed to a neglectful father
“Daddy I hope that when im gone in a couple of minutes, things for you get better”
Feelings of guilt arose
But what difference does it make
Two lives lost but that’s what only one chose
The truth was exposed too late
And now two bodies lay underneath the ground
Its hard to believe it was all just fate

Author notes

I chose prompt 57 : Write a murder/ serial killer poem

This was fun to do.... but it took me like three days and now im WAY behind in my homework but it was worth it haha


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---Janette

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  • Mercury Rising
    January 13
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    A really excellent poem that was quite chilling and intense to read. Great job.


  • hannahskater
    February 1, 2009

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    i love this. its like it really happened and you were there and taking notes to right this poem. its awshume

  • Kari gold member
    January 27, 2009

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    omy this gave me chills and made me tear up when I read it.

    One suggestion...I would suggest putting it in the adult section because it might upset a younger child. It's very intense and well done.


    Kari

  • A-muse-in-writer
    January 27, 2009

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    Wow

    Loved this and it is also something you can use to argue against capital punishment, lol. Well done!


  • dontbelong
    January 26, 2009

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    This was incredible. As I read I never expected that's how it was going to turn out. The flow of the entire poem was awesome. You fit so much into it that in the end it was like reading a story, yet looked and felt like a poem. Great Job.


  • redhanded
    January 23, 2009

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    very nice write i loved it very much thanks so much for your entry and best of luck in this contest andi
    (redhanded)

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