The church bells all are clanging

Like the beating of a drum,

But still my heart feels empty

Like a sky without a sun


I tried to call the warden

To show him what I’d done

There ain’t no way to hide it

Cause he found me with a gun


Goodbye my sons and daughters

For my time is soon to come

A jumping rope brings laughter, 

But this rope’s not for fun.

Poetry Slam: 


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