Carmela Patterson Poems
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Crime And Punishment
Why the torture, why the pain?
What on earth is there to gain?
By inflicting vicious evil thought
Even though it is all for naught
Venum spouts through clenched teeth
Demoralizing, burying underneath
Dehumanizing 'til the last bequeath.
Wrongdoing will not be tolerated
One will sooner or later be incarcerated
It will result in a prison term life-long
Or shortened life with needle injection
No time left for making correction
In one whose life had no direction
Satan instilled lies and deception.
© Mel Patterson,1-29-11
The sound of the Falls
Thunders with applause
Glorifying God as it races,
Much as do His Graces
Bestowed upon mortal man
Simply because He can,
To the edge of the precipice
Mixed with foam below
White as the snow ~