An Execution

I had an uncle that died in the electric chair, He deemed his punishment was just and quite fair. One mistake is all it takes to ruin your life, He might still be alive now but he used his knife. A young man who was down on his luck, Dove deep into the bottle his life had gone amuck. He had lost his job then his wife followed suit, She wasn’t real understanding when it came to not having very much loot. He tried his best to win her back, But she flat out told him it was money he lacked. He pleaded and he begged but she laughed in his face, He’d lost all self respect he felt like he had become a total disgrace. He turned to the drink and he even did drugs, Started hanging out with nothing but thugs. Started out stealing small just to stay high, His family begged him to quit but he was too far gone to even try. He tied in with the devil, he thought to be his only friend, Till that one night it happened as the devil lead him to his end. He was just going to rob her till she started screaming and crying they both were overcome with fear Scared he pulled his knife to silence her this friend he’d known through the years. As he left her dying on the floor in a most awful gruesome sight, He ran but he couldn’t escape what he’d become or the out come of that night. They caught him without incident and he confessed to his crime, He said I’m sorry for what I’ve done but that’s not good enough this time. The jury all found him guilty of murder in the first degree, As the judge said Lord have mercy on your soul for I issue you the death penalty. As he waited his time he made peace with the Lord, As the day grew closer that had to have been hard. Well it’s over and done and he paid his dues, But I loved that old guy and sometimes it gives me the blues. What he did was wrong I’ll be the first to agree’ But the side I knew the jury never got to see.