Penalty Poems - Poems about Penalty

Gass Chamber

the bones are the first to know,
they hum a low dirge,
like a bass line in a dying bar,
deep under the skin’s slow retreat.

blood stumbles in the corridors,
loses its way in the veins,
tries to remember where it used to go.
the heart?
it forgets the beat,
like a drunk forgetting the name
of the woman he once begged for.

lungs collapse

Musing on the Death Penalty

A double murderer
Shot before a firing squad
Justice or revenge?

An eye for an eye
So, the old law book conveys
Punishment for sin

Society’s way
To rid town square of wrongs
Yet, death row awaits

The hangman stands by
The masses don’t know his name 
Pulls the trap door latch

The cycle repeats
With no real decrease in crime
No one ever wins 

Justice will make

Ironic

Why oh why not commit suicide 
Rather than unalive other people 
There is a blackness in a heart
To do such a thing for any reason

Of course one must be disturbed 
But that seems like a whimsical word
For such a despicable human 
Old enough to premeditate murder

A photo and we see skin hair eyes 
Blessed to

Abolishing the Death Penalty: A Case for Humanity

The death penalty, a practice rooted in antiquity, continues to evoke controversy and ethical dilemmas in modern society. Despite its purported role in deterring crime and administering justice, the death penalty stands on shaky moral ground and should be abolished for several compelling reasons.

Firstly, the irreversible nature of the death penalty is inherently flawed. In

Life in the Penalty Box

The course of life is like a game,
that many play for wealth and fame.
The rate of play can be so fast,
that many players do not last.

Millions fall in the game of life,
through causes that are all too rife.
Many have keeled over and died,
while others have been laid aside.

Some are sidelined because they are ill,
and cannot

death penalty

shedders shards hover
if there is not a purpose~
life has no meaning

limb amputation
your life left in a child's hand~
a burden you are

soul shattered remains,
where did eternal love go~
death it does seek

Corrupt Judges Are Alive, Breathing and Mooching

There are words that I want to say to the corrupt judges
But I am too civilized and decent to put them on paper
Most judges in this mess have their brain on crutches
They collude with double-dealing lawyers who beg for favor
The system is illogical, arbitrary, unjust, unfair and impartial
Justice once existed in the Bible. These days,

A Penalty Kick Missed

It's a sick joke
free kicks for penalties
with no infringements made.
Such is life, missed!

Penalty After the Final Whistle

Hope goes off, 
Grace sets in. 
Time says bye, 
Heaven comes near. 

Flood parades trough;
Looming mistakes chagrin... 
Courage don't cry, 
Hasten hearts cheer. 

Mind heave sigh, 
Late warning waves. 
Goodbye draw closer, 
Fearful lost night. 

Complain moves nigh, 
Fans digging graves. 
Even the grocer- 
"Formation isn't right."

Everyone with ideas, 
Of his own. 
The coach's wrong
Formation

Amnesty

Total amnesty is absent
In this world
For heavy guilt and penalty
In front of law the fairness
Humanity and democracy
Total amnesty is only 
In front of God
But God knows your sincerity
Your degree of repentance
Repentance is not
To escape from penalty
To escape from responsibility
To search for another chance 
To repeat crime
Total amnesty is only 
In front of God 
But you

Winning a Semi Through a Missed Penalty

When England play semi finals they tend to draw,
losing on penalties to teams who score more, 
someone will miss one of that we are sure,
repeating the fate of the England before, 

The tale of the shoot out we've had to endure, 
in extra time last night Harry Kane didn't score, 
but the rebound he did

Death Penalty

Pretending a pregnancy,
Killed a pregnant lady;
Carved out baby for her own;
Child now 16; killer was executed Tuesday.

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Pay the Purple Pencil Penalty Please

There is a penalty for purple pencils, the puffed up penguin said.
Not this morning! I yelled to my muse as this danced in my head.
She is fierce and mighty, a pirate queen, so she flung me out of bed.
I laid there forever, hoping she would leave, as I promptly played dead.

Showing Muscle and a Hustle

Thackray thought up a plan 
To get three points for the west hams 
Called upon Antonio to do a task 
“Fetch my friend a theatrical mask 
Tell the canary meet for a luncheon 
Of course at his dungeon 
There will be no bubbles to burst 
Only an answer to why Miss Thackray was cursed” 
Antonio

Penalty

It only made sense to me-

like I only wade in destiny,

like I only drink very dark tea,
on summer mornings when they are scorching...

It only made sense to me,

like it's scoring the dividers detracting O' tall and torry,
at the worried hello sojourning,

...of a next year's encouraged
deuteronomy,

and the slots spell perfectly like I am optionally twerking
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