Verdict in, Judge slammed gavel.
Spectators hushed...silent.
'What crime? What crime? '
The prisoner whined, 'I never knew! '
Judge said, 'HA! At least that's true! '
'Manipulation! First degree!
Disrespected all women.
Charmed their dreams, dealt like toys.
No jail for you...should be pleased!
I sentence you to memories! '
The callous lug was led away,
Struggling tooth and nail.
'I'll change! I'll change! ' Actual tears!
Jury, then, stood as one.
'You couldn't in a million years.'
Players of the field,
Remember well this write.
Toss, turn. Burn and learn.
Memories rule the Night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Elys.... gripping title and though-provoking, engaging content. Well-penned and structured... and oh, that accurate ending.... t x