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It is the third of June at San Quentin in 1955.
A death row inmate will soon no longer be alive.
She has been dubbed “Bloody Babs” by the local press.
Barbara Graham is a convicted murderess.
For killing widow Mabel Monohan, she will pay.
Barbara is sentenced to die in the gas chamber today.
Barbara’s young life experienced many a convolution.
She had been in and out of jails for petty crimes and prostitution.
Never experiencing a proper upbringing in a peaceable home;
between California and Nevada, Barbara would aimlessly roam.
With two other men, into Mrs. Monohan’s house she would go.
Reportedly, the victim’s skull was cracked as she was smothered with a pillow.
Graham was executed after a second stay.
“Good people are always so sure they’re right” was the last thing she would say.
Inspired by the 1958 film “I Want to Live”
I thank wikipedia.org online encyclopedia for information I obtained to write this poem.
A little bit of hash ain't no trash
Mother needs that little yellow pill to keep her still
L. S.D it just doesn’t agree
Father works so hard, I find it sad
Purple Heart, not a bad start
Sister’s going to complain, boyfriend didn’t turn up again
Tonight it must be speed, such greed
Mother's going to bed, she’s going to rest her head
I’ll try cocaine, it sends me insane
Father's going to say, well son, how was it today
I’ll smoke some grass, let life pass
My sister has to say, you don’t look too well these days
Well, it looks like it must be Babs
Especially now, I’m sad
Mother’s dying, Father’s crying, Sister’s ill
I think it must be the little yellow pill.
Babs lives in an upscale neighborhood
zoned for single family dwellings
two weeks ago a non-family moved across the street
and three houses down
Babs can easily see them from her window.
She is keeping her eye on them
Logging their activities.
6:45 a.m. red car with tiny lady parks.
6:52 a.m. white truck with big wheels, large man goes inside.
7:15 a.m. skinny woman with red hair leaves.
11:45 a.m. two strange-looking women sit on lawn
they are covered in blankets
talking loudly on their cell phones
Babs has called the city to complain.
But complain about what? they want to know.
She is not sure.
Yet.