Death Sentence
The time just keeps slowly ticking away,closer and closer to that October day.
Will Vengeance ring true, will Justice prevail,
or will the hammer just brush the head of the nail?
When someone's life ends it's always sad,
but it's worse when taken by someone called 'dad'.
You've taken mom's life, not a lie but a fact,
and all you've ever said and done was an act.
Her suffering was pointless, what was the price?
Whatever it was you made her pay with her life.
I wsh it was a dream that would just go away,
but the hate, pain, and anger grow stronger each day.
Time still keeps ticking as your life carries on.
You liar, you murderer, you bastard, you son
of a bitch! I'm filled with total anger, total hate,
but You pulled the trigger and sealed you own fate.
Death be not proud, for you shall die, too,
but when you go be sure this mother fucker's with you!
B Heath Harris/(c) 2009
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