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The Guard of Fate

I've watched as they ride the lightning If the punishment was just I watched the innocent appeal their sentences While behind bars of iron lined with rust Many men I was in charge of Underneath this hat of mine My job though not pleasant I've made the hardest criminals walk the line I remember each and every one As at night I lay and sleep Haunted by the one's lead to their demise Their deaths taunt and terrorize me I am the last face that ever see Before the executioner pushes the button I'm the last voice that they hear Praying their souls may go to Heaven I am the lonely prison guard Just sent to do my job It's dirty and sometimes it's rough I pray forgiveness from my God To judge is not my place That's why my soul it cries But man sometimes does wrong And the jury determines his fate

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 5/30/2016 12:53:00 PM
This poem brings insight into how that most be one of the, if not the hardest job to have and do!
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