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Convict Part 11

I killed a man. Took his life, he lives no more. Watching his lifeless body, prone, lying on the floor. How should I feel? So many emotions fill my brain. It was so quick, just one blow removed him from this plane. Murder! just a word but the act itself carries such weight. Such a heinous crime. It should be harder to seal one's fate. I always prided myself with being a person of fine moral standing. To hold onto my freedom, forged in the fires of Hades, I was demanding. From debtors prison to transportation. Betrayed by the government of my beloved nation. Shipwrecked and marooned before arrival. I set my mind to my very survival. The secrets of my past internment, this Galoot threatened to expose. Blackmail, extortion, to seal his lips with the truth only he knows. Now the manacles which once bound my hands and feet, replaced by fetters on my conscience, shackled by my grievous deed. To the gallows I will never submit or succumb. My freedom bought with luck, misfortune and bitterly won. Flee again I must. Yet another new life I will secure. I will leave my mark on this land, for my generations to procure.

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Shahid S.

Date: 5/2/2017 4:40:00 AM

So thoughtful and simple! Sir, I love the way you recite these things, m glad I found your poems.

Old Man Emu
Date: 5/2/2017 1:45:00 PM

Appreciate your kind comments and visit to my poems.

Kyle Kriticos

Date: 9/29/2016 3:26:00 PM

This is the first of your poems that I have had the privilege to enjoy and I look forward to reading more. I'll do my best to comment too! Crime and punishment is a funny thing and I always thought it to be a separate entity as ones conscience. I resonate with these lines: "Now the manacles which bound my hands and feet, Replaced by fetters on my conscience, Shackled by my grievous deeds." Very impressive piece indeed thanks for sharing, Kyle

Old Man Emu
Date: 9/29/2016 6:12:00 PM

Thanks Kyle, appreciate your kind comments. I'm sure criminals, even in the throws of non admission still have pangs of guilt for their crimes

Mike Hauser

Date: 6/19/2016 8:57:00 AM

You my friend are very good!

Old Man Emu
Date: 6/20/2016 2:05:00 AM

Thanks for the review, I count myself very modest when I read what others have written. I will check out some more of your work too Mike. Cheers

Dineen Williams Gault

Date: 5/19/2016 6:02:00 PM

This was quite descriptive, and intriguing, great write.

Old Man Emu
Date: 5/22/2016 1:12:00 AM

Thanks Dineen, appreciate your visit and comments. Regards, Craig

Old Buck

Date: 5/16/2016 3:39:00 PM

Craig: A great tale, well told. Keep them coming. oldbuck

Old Man Emu
Date: 5/16/2016 4:26:00 PM

Thanks for the visit and comment oldbuck. hope your day is better than his.

Judy Ball

Date: 5/13/2016 7:16:00 PM

WoW! What a great story. There are so many wonderful stories like this taken from history of brave and noble people who were wrongly accused of crime. Great write. Thanks for sharing. God Bless, A seven from me. JB

Old Man Emu
Date: 5/15/2016 4:59:00 PM

Thanks for the kind review Judy, It took me a while to finish from the first, had a bit of mind block.

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 5/13/2016 6:24:00 PM

Great story telling, I enjoyed your poem.

Old Man Emu
Date: 5/15/2016 5:00:00 PM

Thank you Richard, appreciate your visit. Regards, Craig