Guilty As Charged - Poem by stewart andrews
I’ve always wanted freedom,
To have that bit of space.
I wanted to feel the fresh outdoors,
With the wind upon my face.
Inside here is cold and damp,
I can never seem to sleep.
All I wanted was a peaceful life,
But I dug my hole too deep.
I was charged with a murder case,
They said I had the power.
But all I wanted was a little love,
Weren’t my fault she fell off the tower.
They found me in the allotment,
I didn’t know where to go.
I sat there for hours,
My mind thinking slow.
They took me in and questioned me,
Twisting everything I said.
As later they discovered,
I shot her in the head.
So off I went to court,
Standing by my story.
I said I wanted my revenge,
Nothing but death or glory.
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