Mikal Arnold

Rookie - 296 Points (27/11/1941 / UK)

Execution - Poem by Mikal Arnold

Leather straps old and worn
From long past lives
Who sat and scratched oak arms
While in your last embrace.
Ending life in blackness
Without warning.
A tear might fall
Or a cry unheard never leave
A parched, burnt throat
As current courses through a body
Dancing in silence.
The smell of burning flesh;
Life lingering in moments
Before death reaches out
To those who sit and watch
Another mother’s son die

Topic(s) of this poem: death

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 31, 2015

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