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The Death Row Sentiments of a Mother
(Dictated in the final moments to her son) (She speaks to her executionists in between her sentiments) I smashed my bare knuckles upon your painted truths “No, no visitors.” Understanding the recklessness of your youth I went to prison just so you wouldn’t go “No, no H2O.” You couldn’t take it, didn’t I tell you so? At fourteen, you killed three, then gave me the gun “No, no club soda.” I put my fingers over yours, everyone Knowing your sugar coatings would crack apart “No, no clergymen.” I covered all your explanations with my heart I found rivers that held your tears of regret “No, no family.” Flowing like loans from someone like me, in debt Many times I caught you before you hit ground “No, no Mickey D’s.” Supported you; every time you turned around Whether right or wrong, I swore I’d pay the price “No, no magazine.” I defended you, I was your sacrifice I saved you from a curse, of living peril “No, no Psalms prayer.” Dodging bullets from drive by gangs in feral Hearts always have ability to forgive “No, no cell phone calls.” Whatever torture you chose, was mine to live I forgive you, for not visiting, I swear “No, I am guilty.” Love your Mother, the final time, from “the Chair.” Fiction ~~~~Submitted for the contest... "Love and Forgiveness” sponsored by Jim Fish~~~~
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