Time’s Up
by Hugh A Tague
Foot steps echo louder as they near my cell
they said I will feel a pinch then warmth
death row inmate to eternal sleeper
releasing fear’s icy grip to the reaper.
Seven years of appeals my time is up
a heinous act someone just had to pay
I’m innocent I didn’t do the crime
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
My last walk down this hall its hard to stand
accepting my fate its time to be strong
I thought I could do this I have prepared
I can’t stop trembling I’m so scared.
Their strapping me in preparing my arm
shivering and cold, the priest says a prayer
I’m all alone no family friends or wife
the executioner now takes my life.
A heinous act someone just had to pay
they said I will feel a pinch then warmth
death row inmate to eternal sleeper
releasing fear’s icy grip to the reaper.
