Poems of Ima Ryma
|762.||Pity the Child||1/18/2008|
|766.||Play For Keeps||3/9/2014|
|775.||Ponies - Lincoln Park Zoo||8/4/2013|
|777.||Poor on Poor||4/27/2014|
The crowd had gathered in the square.
They came to watch a young man die.
The sherriff brought the killer there -
To the gallows, to hang him high.
At his courthouse window he stood.
The Judge watched the sentence below,
Carried out as he knew it should.
It was the law that it be so.
A prayer was muttered by the priest.