By Reason of Insanity

Written by: Kelly McDonald

Harken now 
To this tale most foul
Don surgeon’s cloaks and help disembowel…

Demeanor so tainted, rationale denied
Mental state not withstanding, five children have died
By her dripping wet hands, motherly guile
“Just sit in the tub, baby; just for a while”
“Mommy will hold you, now don’t be afraid”
For there is no stopping the plan she has made

The youngest is helpless, clenching tiny pink fists
The oldest is wary and tries to resist
Undaunted and composed, she chases him down
Since he knows her intentions, he’ll be next to drown

Surveying her work, she surely must know…
But she doesn’t stop there; three more to go
Now that she’s finished she lays them out neat
Onto the bed and covered with sheets

Surely exhausted, but lucid enough to phone…
The police and her husband so she won’t be alone
Not now with the babies, for all is so still
Her clothes soaking wet and getting a chill,

She waits by the door for them to arrive
How fortunate for her, that she’s still alive
To face a jury and be given her trial
Let us sit back and watch the system churn for awhile

The verdict is in…finally those tiny voices will be heard
But what we hear instead are these very words:
She is “Not Guilty by Reason of Insanity”
Here we are now in our feeble humanity
Trying to fathom the innocent suffering
Not bearing to think of such a horrific ending

But alas, here our story must draw to a close
While we contemplate the sweet late children’s repose