The Cause of Death ( I am/ Free Verse)

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I am the cause of death

I wonder "will it end"

I hear their mocking voices

I see roman guards

I want to spare his life

I am cause of death


I pretend He's just a man

I feel His blood soak in

I touch His exposed flesh

I worry they do not know

I cry for it to stop

I am the cause of death


I understand that this must happen

I say that i am sorry

I dream for the day to come

I try not to feel

I hope that they believe

I am the cause of death

(Sorry it has been so long since I posted a new poem! life got crazy as it tends to do. Any ideas on whose perspective this poem is written from?)

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