Updated: Nov 3, 2021
Razor wire fence I'm held in suspense Surrounded by concrete and steel held to surrender to your will.
Premeditated hate I await my fate and here I am to face your execution date.
Step off in a room I feel the doom and I look around as your strapping me down.
Strapped to a table completely unable my last words will be heard I will speak them loud and hold my head proud and then I'll say.
An eye for an eye America will cry but I'm here to say that that's a lie
for a rich man will walk and a poor man will die and this we can't deny nor can we justify.
Worst of the worst? Yeah maybe so... for its a lawyer that put me here on death row.
He was assigned by the state to determine my fate.
I was poor white trash baby just another junky and that's why you assigned me a two bit flunky.
And I knew... I knew at first glance that I didn't stand any kind of chance.
written by Ronald W. Clark Jr.#812974