Just One More Cigarette

Just One More Cigarette...Please. It is evening they take him out of his cell and into the walled court yard. An officer offers him a *** he accepts , and smokes it slowly inhaling deeply. The officer says, “don’t worry it will soon be over. “ Then they tie his hands behind his back, blindfold him and place him against a pockmarked wall. The officer asks if the prisoner, has a last word, a message to the world or his family. The damned shakes his head, a long silence, and a volley of fire. Today, after being told by my doctor I’m an idiot, I have stopped smoking.