John F. McCullagh

Gold Star - 5,737 Points (09/28/1954 / Flushing)

N The Dock - Poem by John F. McCullagh

I
The pale brunette
was asked to stand
and hear the verdict read.
One life hung in the balance,
one girl already dead….

Thumbs down,
and she would
be remanded.
grey days
in a prison drear.

Thumbs up
and she would
be restored
to those who held her dear.

Shifting slightly
from foot to foot.
She scarcely dared to breathe
The heart imprisoned in her breast
fairly bursting to be free..

Absolvo or Condemno
which would the verdict be?
The defendant was Amanda Knox
this day would see her free.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 5, 2011


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