Jail cells lined the walk down death row,
Inside each cell a man in stow.
One will walk tonight I'm afraid,
For a debt that must be paid.
A final meal of steak, and peas,
Final words, and final pleas.
He feels the wind, and see's the sun,
Off he goes, one final run.
Then final walk, the penalty,
And finally the man's set free.
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April Showers
PoetryThis collection is for the Versification challenge for the month of April. Each chapter is a prompt themed story or poem. Thank you for taking the time to read along, let me know what you think!
